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Soft Hands, Hard End
Night. Rain. Stone. Liang waits. Three men step in. Steel whispers. No threats, only breath and intent. The first lunges. Liang shifts an inch. ...
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IRON TIGER, NEON BLOOD
The city breathed steam and neon, exhaling heat through manhole covers like a wounded animal. Rain slicked the streets until every light doubled i...
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Hamlet Prepares Short Film Trailer
Hello, all. Here is a trailer for my next short film, Hamlet Prepares. It's currently doing the rounds in a few film festivals so I can't share th...
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To Be An Indie Filmmaker Or Not...
This past year I fully embraced the concept of being an independent artist. What does that mean? In a nutshell, it means I make art simply to make ...
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THE SALT-WOLF
The wind came off the black sea like a blade being sharpened. It worried the long grass into whispers and pressed salt into the mouth of the nigh...
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NEON TIGER, BLACK LOTUS
The rain came down hard enough to bruise the city. Neon bled across wet pavement, signs buzzing in Cantonese and English, advertising sins you cou...
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OFFSET ERROR
The call came at 02:11. Christian Wolff was awake already. He lay flat on the narrow bed of the Airstream, hands folded on his chest, eyes open, c...
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RECONCILIATION IN BLOOD
The file arrived on a flash drive the size of a thumbnail. No return address. No note. Just a single spreadsheet, a set of shell companies stack...
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MAX PAYNE: AMMUNITION FOR THE SOUL
The city was locked and loaded. You could feel it in the air, like static before a lightning strike. New York didn’t sleep, it chambered a round a...
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THE PALE WRAITH
The wind came first, thin, needling, full of ash. He rode where the land broke its own bones, where stone jutted like exposed teeth and the sky ha...
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007 : THE DEAD DON’T CLOCK OUT
The first thing Bond felt was cold. Not the romantic kind, no poetic rain, no moonlit reflection. This was institutional cold, the kind poured i...
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007 : NO FLAG BURNS FOREVER
The dead don’t haunt you all at once. They come back in pieces, reflections in glass, names you never say out loud, the smell of cordite when rai...
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