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Interview with Mime After Midnight Filmmaker Armando Munoz
Seattle's Best (and Perhaps Only)
In one of those freaky situations that you see on sitcoms and read about in ravishingly recounted memoirs by over-the-hill Hollywood stars, a true meeting of the minds was missed by a hair's breadth on a warm, breezy weekend in March in San Francisco, California. By meeting I mean colliding, as in running into one another at the popcorn counter, and by minds (a term I use as loosely as ever), I mean the collective grey matter of myself and one Armando Munoz, a refreshingly sick and genuinely clever filmmaker from Seattle, Washington. Always the over-achiever, Mr. Munoz had not one, not two, but THREE different short films at the Fearless Tales Genre Festival (leaving the other, less driven filmmakers to self-consciously rifle through their pockets for a second film), none of which I had the pleasure to see, considering that I was either sleeping off a horrible cold or sitting in the dark on the shitter, fearing for my life, for the better part of the festival (read my Toolbox Murders review for more delicious details). I was luckily contacted by the charming Mr. Munoz and had a chance to see his delightfully sick films afterward (which went on to win the Fearless Jury Prize!), and also press him with a few of my patently retarded questions. Take it away, Armando!



He's the "crying on the outside" kind, I guess... (from Mime After Midnight)

The Interview
CB: You are obviously a huge fan of horror films. What attracts you to the genre?
AM:
Horror has always been the outsider, bad boy, forbidden genre. Sounds exciting to me. Horror wears a leather jacket and stands in the dark shadows of a red lit alley, possibly concealing a knife. Horror is cinema's rough trade.

I was first hooked on horror when I read Stephen King's Cujo at the tender age of twelve. It was my first major exposure to graphic violence and sex and great literature. I was hooked and had to have more. I remember King's descriptions of come stained sheets being a particular thrill.

CB: Exactly -- who wouldn't want to come home to a freshly christened comforter? Your films really connect horror with the body, be it bodily functions, sex, or contortionism - are you of the school that our bodies are the most terrifying things in the world?
AM:
That's a new idea to me, I've never considered myself from the body horror school of storytelling. But just because I haven't seen it doesn't mean it's not there. I've always been more interested in contact horror, that moment when evil tries to violate or dismantle the body. The fear is of violent death, and it can be argued that all horror is body horror, a loss of body horror.

With my first film The Killer Krapper, I wanted to confront what I considered the first fears in life, those associated with potty training. The toilet can be intimidating to a tot, a growling, enormous mouth. I remember fearing the flush, not the initial noise but the moment when everything is sucked into a violent vortex. Perhaps this echoes the earliest, unremembered fear of returning to the womb, that insatiable organ hole. The Killer Krapper revolts against its users. It bites back. It's hungry, and it wants to flush you down its throat into oblivion.

Pervula isn't concerned with murder, but with the traditional vampire fears of being bitten and transformed, with the added side effects of perverted dementia and gender slippage. I imagine if Gretchen were to succumb to Pervula's bite, she'd become a nympho Nosferatu named Vulvula.

Mime After Midnightdelivers the horrors of a slasher, the killer that wants to open the body with any available blade or power tool. This mime takes it a step further by wanting to eat his victim's quivering insides. Mime also complicates the formula by removing the slasher's weapon from the visual equation, but not its effect. This film is precisely about those moments of contact. There's a direct link between the weapon and the will to kill.

If Pervula and the Mime are contortionists its because I like villians with stylized movements. Monsters are scarier if they don't move like you or me. Okay, Pervula was me, so let me clarify that contortionists are not by definition evil.

CB: What scares you?
AM:
The Bush administration. Cops and their abuse of less lethal weapons - I lived in the middle of the WTO riots and have faced tear gas, pepper spray, and concussion grenades far too frequently. Religious zealots. The unknown thing making clicking and sucking sounds in the dark.

CB: Oh, sorry -- that was me. Terrible habit. How do you think your sexuality drives your filmmaking?
AM:
I don't think it does. I came out of the closet as a horror fanatic and was writing feature horror screenplays long before I came out of my queer closet. Ironically, I've come across more problems and prejudice for being a horror freak than for being a cock-smoker. I had a middle school honors English teacher physically attack me in class for reading a Fangoria, which he took after a prolonged fight and proceeded to tear up as he verbally shamed me. He might as well have caught me with a Playgirl, I don't think his intolerance and violent reaction would have been any different.

It's interesting to note that so far I am known for my jiggle horror films; most of my audience would be surprised that I don't hang out at Hooters. However I am not against using queer themes or characters, perhaps a third of the features I've written have gay elements. I fully believe there is not enough penis in the cinema and I'll be working hard to remedy that. Ultimately I want the entire audience, straight and gay, to get boners. The women too.

CB: What are some of your favorite films/directors?
AM:
The directors I love are the usual suspects: John Carpenter, Wes Craven (especially his cannibal family films), George Romero, Tobe Hooper (I went nuts over his Toolbox Murders), David Cronenberg, Dario Argento, Lamberto Bava, and H.G. Lewis. Stephen King and Clive Barker continue to be huge influences.

Other directors I admire, tenuously connected to the genre, include Oliver Stone, John Waters, James Cameron, and Katherine Bigelow. My favorite films are Return of the Living Dead and Katherine Bigelow's Strange Days. I'll make a case for Strange Days, I hope that someday this film will be more widely appreciated as the work of genius it is. It takes POVs and victim/killer/viewer/gender identifications to a whole new level. As a political horror thriller, it's terrifying and increasingly relevant today. Robo-Steckler is the new Jason, only real. This movie positions America over a box of dynamite with the fuse it.

CB: I make the same argument for Bigelow's Point Break but people just laugh. Ever think of making anything other than horror?
AM:
That wouldn't be very fun now, would it? Perhaps porn, the other black sheep of cinema. Of course I'd have to give it a body count.

CB: What's the horror/artistic population like in Seattle?
AM:
I don't drink coffee, so it's hard to relate to the people here. The fire of the protest and progressive culture that put Seattle on the map five years ago has gone out. Luckily San Francisco picked up where we left off. I give Seattle credit for it's many independent cinemas and revival screens. Every other weekend you can catch a horror classic late show somewhere. But why was I one of only six people last Friday night watching the original Friday the 13th in a theater? At least there was nobody around to watch me alone in the front row, tickling myself and reciting Betsy Palmer's dialogue. Kill her mommy, kill her!

CB: Do you have a strong queer horror porno support network?
AM: Seattle has a strong queer horror porn network of one. If there are any others I'd like to hear from them.

CB: What's your biggest complaint about horror films today?
AM:
I have few complaints, I'm not bitchy. The genre is incredibly strong right now. There are always a few stinkers, and a turd like Darkness Falls certainly makes one consider burning down the studio because getting a refund is just not enough. But last year reminded me of the glory days of 1985, when I got to see so many great horrors on the big screen: Nightmare on Elm Street, Return of the Living Dead, Day of the Dead, Reanimator, Fright Night. How can horror fans not be dancing in the streets for such horrific delights as Wrong Turn, May, 28 Days Later, Jeepers Creepers 2, Dreamcatcher, Freddy vs. Jason, Final Destination 2, Bubba Ho-Tep, Texas Chainsaw... Some are just guilty pleasures, but they're more wet now than ever before.

My only complaint is that there are not more films taking the NC-17 or unrated route theatrically. Let's all support Lions Gate's NC-17 summer release of High Tension. Let's hope Romero won't do a fourth Dead film unless its unrated.

CB: Unrated... interesting... what are you wearing?
AM:
I'm wearing red, lacy crotchless panties over my face...

CB: I mean, what are you working on now?
AM: I have three shorts in various stages of production. Two are queer themed, one being a shockumentary about a queer film festival's outrageous performance art parties where I staged a gay haunted house for the past two years. It's titled Perverts in Residence and it's in the editing stages.
The second short in production is a queer themed splatter film, and I promise plenty of pickle shots and spurting fluids. The third short I'll leave a big scary surprise. And after these, I hope to start a feature.

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Killer Toilets, Killer Mimes, and Killer Wit.
Many thanks to Armando for taking time out of his perverted schedule to chat with us here at CampBlood. If ever a fella was more suited for this site, I don't know who it is (although I am talking to Patrick Swayze's people... but then again, aren't we all?). While Armando's films continue to rack up awards at festivals (including Best of Show and Most Perverted Film at the 2003 Sick Puppy Festival), we eagerly await those pickle shots -- in the meantime you can check out www.eekentertainment.com for info on upcoming screenings. This summer he should also have his first three shorts available on a DVD together, available from the website (for now, in his words, "My shorts can be found in most truck stop toilet stalls..."). Best of luck, Armando!

Who's your daddy? Pervula!