Rod Haykin

Фильмы

Murder by the Book
Sound
Mild-mannered mystery writer D. H. Mercer has become so immersed in his material that his creation, hard-boiled private eye Biff Deegan, constantly appears to him as a hallucination. Intent on getting rid of Biff, and replacing him with a more civilized detective, Mercer soon finds himself in a genuine mystery involving art fraud, murder, and a beautiful lady in peril.
The Sins of Dorian Gray
Sound Recordist
In this version of Oscar Wilde's tale, Dorian Gray is an actress who, desperate to become a worldwide star, makes a deal that switches her soul to her image on film, then proceeds to sleep and connive her way to the top, knowing that her screen test, and not she, will show the ravishes of time and of her immoral transgressions.
Harry Tracy, Desperado
Sound Recordist
By the turn of the 20th century, Butch Cassidy, the Sundance Kid, Billy the Kid and virtually all of the West's legendary outlaws are either dead or in jail pending execution. Well, all, except train robber and escape artist extraordinaire, Harry Tracy. As the last survivor of the Wild Bunch, Tracy pulls off a series of profitable robberies before making his way west to Portland, Oregon, in search of Catherine Tuttle -- a judge's daughter who has captured his heart. But on the way, Tracy is betrayed, arrested, and imprisoned. However, no jail can hold him for long and after making his escape, Tracy becomes the target of the largest manhunt in the history of North America.
Черное Рождество
Sound
Университетский городок Бедфорда. Девушки колледжа готовятся отправиться на зимние рождественские каникулы. Барб просит своих подруг Джесс и Фил остаться с ней на несколько дней, чтобы покататься на лыжах. В доме звонит телефон. Барб берет трубку, но на том конце провода никто не отвечает. Потом мужской голос смеется и говорит разные непристойности. Барб обзывает говорящего, на что тот отвечает, что убьет ее. Барб бросает трубку. Именно после этого звонка девушки из университетского городка начинают потихоньку погибать одна за одной, до утра протянут немногие…