Brains?

The fine gentlemen from Nakatomi Pictures are releasing their 2nd feature, ESOTERICA, so Brains? sat down with them to talk film, Perth and spiders. Its really rare for Aussie filmmakers to follow through with a sophomore feature effort, but in WA it’s next to unheard of. With this release Nakatomi Pictures has entered the pantheon [...]

To ring out the inaugural Brains? Week? here is half a video clip, for nullsleep’s 8-bit classic “Her Lazer Light Eyes” that just exists. Thanks for watching and we return to normal programming next week.

Scraping the bottom of the barrel here as we approach the end of Brains? Week?, a couple of idents that have been worked up over the year, the only good thing is that they are featuring music by POGO.

On the Brains? Week? goes and here, from deep in the vault, is an open interview the zombie tried to conduct with Perth’s YouTube community, and the one response, from the legendary PerthPete1, who everyone should be subscribed to. Any Perth Youtubers out there that want to add there 2.95, drop a response.

Continuing with the Brains? theme this week, here is the zombie in his first starring role, the pay-off at the end almost makes up for the beginning and the middle.

Over a year has gone by since the first interview with POGO was posted on Brains?, and since the next batch of interviews are still in the works, it seems OK to post a bit of behind the scenes from Brains? HQ, aka The Cavity. This wouldn’t usually happen, mostly due to severe quality concerns, [...]

Maybe you won’t go watch this at it’s home on YouTube (or here for that matter), so here is the caption for your amazement that we live in a time that we can watch something like this: A normal problem in Perth Western Australia is the lack of enough public facilities. Train stations not at [...]

The Brains? doesn’t copy and paste verbatim a press release for just anybody, but we

The screening of Sean Bryce’s Aussie horror film ‘The Loved Ones’ opened with a literal bang as a sleek silver Honda careened into the side of a squat yellow Jeep directly outside The Astor, famous film screening locale cum-Vietnamese pop den. With the pungent air of a dying robot-assembled Japanese engine wafting through the lobby, everyone felt bewildered, tense and yet, expectant. The trailer for this film had dropped only a week ago and had smashed those lucky few who had seen it off their feet like so many poorly driven automobiles. The film promised to be a fantastical gala of bloodletting, pink frocks and poorly-sung Casey Chambers songs.