These are the storyboards, behind the scene photos and the story that changed my life for Evil Dead in 60 Seconds. With Clay.

The story goes, back in January 2010 when I was 24 turning 25. It was another dull day at my day job in Soho, I opened a copy of Empire Magazine to land on a page featuring Edgar Wright asking the public to submit their 60 second remakes of popular films to the Magazine’s ‘Done in 60 Seconds’ competition.

I wanted to have a go, like, really wanted to have a crack at it but the deadline was in 10 days! So, I went home, got out my pencil case and drew this story board.

Every night after work, I spent the remaining hours of the day building my set and characters, which took a lot of time. And then I was allowed only 1 weekend to animated the whole thing before going back to work on the Monday. That weekend I did not sleep.

This was the very last shot I animated, which I did on the Monday night after work.

I was having some big problems at work after I told the wrong person that I didn’t sleep all weekend. Seriously, the boss didn’t like it and came down hard and later that evening I made a mistake at my job. Given any other day, a mistake that no one would have cared about.

The next day, the boss had a big throbbing hardon because I’d made a mistake to back up his problem with me not sleeping all weekend (is that any of his business anyway?).
The bastard stuck it in me and tore me a new one, what really hurt was that there were things that came up that I’d told other colleges, I joked to someone that I didn’t brush my teeth that morning and it was used against me, illustrating a better picture of the people I thought were friends. As punishment, they took away my access to studio equipment privlages for 3 months. Don’t forget that I was working for minimum wage (11’000/year) with no extra for over time, the only up side to being there was the access I had to the computers and machines!

I knew right there and then in that disciplinary what I meant to that company (that I’d dedicated 3 years of my life to with a clean record, not late once ect!) and what I was worth to the post-production industry in general…

I was just another scumbag crawling up the post-production ladder.

Spirits broken, riddled with anxiety, down in the dumps. I forced myself to finish the mess that was a 60 second claymation EVIL DEAD film. Which just felt like the biggest and DUMBEST waste of anything I’d decided to do with my meaningless piece of shit life.

I arrived back home that night with a written warning in my back pocket and this mess waiting for me.

Was it worth it?

Two months later, I found it actually was.

And two months after that, I quit my job in Soho and changed my life.

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