College Crowd Cult Classic
Writer, Producer, Director, Editor, Actor
Andrew Wetzel-Executive Producer
KEY ACTORS: BILL BOOKER, MATT MCGUIRE, CARMEN JESSEE, GRIFFIN MARKS
When an evil wine mogul , M. Pinot Grigio evaporates all the beer in Barleyville,the town is in chaos. When bartender Bob Drummond finds a case of beer that didn't evaporate, but does give him super powers, he decides to get beer back. With the help of his friends Trent and Dorris not to mention a lazy Mayor, a psychotic Sheriff, and a town full of beer-loving characters, Bob embarks on a mission no one will ever forget.
GRIFFIN MARKS, the 25 year old director of BEER MUSCLES, has been making movies for seven years. His first movie was a 90-minute comedy called DISCOMAN, which he made when he was only eighteen. He was hooked immediately. Over the next two years, while attending Massachusetts Communicaitons College, he made two more movies, both full length; THE STOOP, and BEER MONEY.
He graduated from Mass-Comm. in 1999, with a degre in Television Production. The next year, he went on to study film at Columbia College Chicago, where he made several short films, including STANLEY, a landscaping exploitation film, which screened at the Tromadance Festival in January 2002.
BEER MUSCLES, starring Bill Booker and Matt McGuire, along with an all-star cast of independent actors, was shot in New Hampshire between June and October 2002. It will be the first feature produced by Marks's production company, Balls Productions.
ABOUT BALLS PRODUCTION
What exactly is Balls Production? It's a production company, started by director Griffin Marks, which makes independent movies the way they used to be made. Without big budgets, big stars, or studio backing. Movies for movies sake. According to Marks, making a movie with the Balls Production label "means we broke all the rules and didn't give a sh**."
Balls Producitons is made up of Marks, and a team of close friends, who are selected because of their individual strengths and their chemistry with one another. Instead of a company, they refer to each other as a team, and work with fierce determination toward their shared goal: the success of BEER MUSCLES, which will be Balls Producitons' first feature film.
Many members of the team have been working with Marks for several years already and have starred in some of this other films. Others are recent additions. During the filming of BEER MUSCLES, the team nearly doubled in size, as time after time, people stepped in unexpectedly to offer their help.
"One of the best things about being independent is that you work around a problem using your creativity, instead of having a studio throw money at it," Marks often says. Almost everyone held more than one position on this film. The actors were doubling as musicians for the soundtrack, soundtrack, costume designers, and locations scouts. The executive producer and the cameraman both acted in the film. The extras worked as grips and helped with the lighting. Props were donate by friends of friends. Balls Productions continues to grow, as back in Chicago, Marks is currently working with independent musicians, who will be contributing music for the movie.
Anyone who believes that a movie should be judged on it's own merit, and not by how many millions of dollars or big name stars can be stuffed between the beginning and end credits, already understands the mission of Balls Productions. They break the rules and don't give a sh**.
My girlfriend and I moved from Chicago to the remote mountains of New Hampshire for ten long month to film Beer Muscles. (By move, I mean we did the actual traveling by way of a 36-hour train ride, and shipped all our stuff via the reliable US mail).
We spent a thousand dollars on a temporary mode of transportaton. A red '89 VW Golf name Satan, which we sank thousands more into to "repair" as it broke down not once, not twice, but twenty-eight times. The camera ate all the footage we shot in the first three days when we made the risky cinematic decision to push automatic rewind. And we lost our only investor a few weeks into filming, when he disappeared under very shady circumstances, possibly involving Amsterdam an a secret room in his basement.
The cast and crew endured (in no particular order) a broken hand, a nail through the foot, eviction, unemployment, car accidents, ghostly encounters, band breakups, stolen jewelry, lost love, burnt flesh, embarrassing one-night stands, and kidney failure. Not to mention nonstop Christopher Walken impressions, at various degrees of terrible. Maybe there is a story in there somewhere.