The reel deal

DISAPPOINTED by the failure of three promising screenplays to make it to the big screen, writer-director Terry McMahon did two things: First, he had the words “the art is in the completion. Begin,” tattooed onto his body.

Second, he poured a glass of whiskey, logged into Facebook and typed: ‘Intend shooting no-budget feature, Charlie Casanova, a provocatively dark satire, in the first couple of weeks of January. Need cast, equipment, locations, and a lot of balls. Any takers? Script at terrymcmahon.org. This is sincere, so bullshitters f**k off in advance. Thank you.’

“It was about 2am,” he says: “I typed in the message and I was so embarrassed I didn’t press send — I thought I was going to make a total imbecile of myself.”