Brian Wimer

参加作品

CLAW: The Collective of Lady Arm Wrestlers
Director
Started in the sleepy college town of Charlottesville, Virginia, The Collective of Lady Arm Wrestlers (AKA CLAW), is spreading like cooties; with sister branches in Austin, Brooklyn, New Orleans, DC, and even Sao Paolo, Brazil. Each league sticks to simple rules, ladies arm wrestle in character, raising money for good causes. Other then that, there are no rules. Together, they have raised over $250,000 for charity. Who are the iconoclastic women behind the movement and the wrestling personalities who grip up for philanthropic glory(this ain't your mother's Junior League)? Is it the fourth wave of feminism of the latest form of burlesque? And whats with the Ref?
Eat Me: A Zombie Musical
Producer
Tommy meets Dawn of the Dead - the epic odyssey of Peter (AKA John Lonely), the reluctant Rock n' Roll Messiah of the Great Vulvalution. He drives into the afterlife, goaded on by a talking chicken, seduced by Satan's Ex-Wives and tested by Scientologists.
Eat Me: A Zombie Musical
Director
Tommy meets Dawn of the Dead - the epic odyssey of Peter (AKA John Lonely), the reluctant Rock n' Roll Messiah of the Great Vulvalution. He drives into the afterlife, goaded on by a talking chicken, seduced by Satan's Ex-Wives and tested by Scientologists.
Dinner Party of the Damned
Publicist
The living dead. They came back ... for seconds.
Dinner Party of the Damned
Sound Editor
The living dead. They came back ... for seconds.
Dinner Party of the Damned
Editor
The living dead. They came back ... for seconds.
Dinner Party of the Damned
Cinematography
The living dead. They came back ... for seconds.
Dinner Party of the Damned
Producer
The living dead. They came back ... for seconds.
Dinner Party of the Damned
Executive Producer
The living dead. They came back ... for seconds.
Dinner Party of the Damned
Writer
The living dead. They came back ... for seconds.
Dinner Party of the Damned
Director
The living dead. They came back ... for seconds.
Dinner Party of the Damned
Zombie
The living dead. They came back ... for seconds.