A Fetish of Flesh (2026)

"Shot as a traditional feature, but with some elements of found footage, A Fetish of Flesh is a horror film about a group of young filmmakers from OSU who visit a home one inherits in the hope of using it for their thesis film. The dark legacy of blood they uncover, and the far-reaching effects their investigation has, leads them down a path paved with blood as a mysterious young woman named Brittany searches for her sister ten years after she went missing."

A Fetish of Flesh is the horror film that we hope will help return the genre to a time when the frights would keep you up at night. We want to return to a time when horror movies were at the zenith of their popularity, roughly around the late-seventies and early-eighties. We want to pay homage to the greats that came before us. But be warned, this film is not going to be for the weak of heart or the easily offended. We were inspired to write the film after seeing the 1981 film JUST BEFORE DAWN, a wonderful gem of a horror film that doesn’t get the recognition it deserves.

The Make-Believer (2027)

Think Drop Dead Fred meets Saw. Shot entirely with a cast of 10, The Make-Believer follows a wealthy businessman who prepares to make the biggest deal of his life. As he gets closer to that life changing event, Caruso (his childhood imaginary friend) returns to exact revenge on the friend who tormented him. The screenplay is in the works by Freddie Meade and Timothy MacDonald.

The yarder (Announced)

Following his dream, a young man embarks on a bloody journey across America's Backyard Wrestling circuit in the hope of becoming a professional wrestler. For the film, Demented Media plans to use actual backyard wrestlers and in return for payment, they plan to fund the backyard fed with a new ring, custom championship belts, and a back-end royalty for whatever the film makes.

My Death Approaches Thee

Cursed with eternal life, Judas Iscariot walks the earth as a silent witness to endless tragedy, damned to watch every person he loves die in his place. In the forgotten town of New Salem, a blood-soaked curse awakens, and the chilling whisper echoes through the night: “My death approaches thee…” One by one, neighbors, friends, and family fall in grotesque and unexplainable ways, their lives traded to keep Judas breathing.

The vengeful specter of Katie O’Brian, a betrayed bride whose curse spans centuries, stalks the bloodline with a hunger that cannot be sated. Shadows crawl across bedroom walls, graves open on their own, and the scent of death seeps into every corner of the town as the veil between the living and the dead dissolves. Survival demands a sacrifice, and the only question left is how many innocent lives must be taken before the curse is satisfied—or if ending it will require the ultimate act of surrender.

My Death Approaches Thee is a harrowing descent into ancestral sin, eternal punishment, and the nightmare of watching the people you love die… one by one.

Norman of the Underworld

When Hades finally retires from godhood, he leaves his kingdom of fire, brimstone, and restless souls in the hands of his half-mortal son, Norman Shade—a socially awkward IT guy from Cleveland who still lives with his mom. Norman suddenly finds himself presiding over the River Styx, managing demon HR complaints, and learning that the screams of the damned don’t exactly pair well with his asthma.

Desperate to preserve the natural order, the Olympian gods intervene, dragging Norman through a crash course in godhood that includes sword fighting lessons from Ares, intimidation coaching from Hera, and a makeover courtesy of Aphrodite that mostly involves setting his eyebrows on fire. But even with divine guidance, Norman can’t escape his true nature: he’s a colossal dork whose idea of ruling the dead involves pizza parties and poorly timed knock-knock jokes.

As souls riot in Tartarus, Cerberus develops a taste for Norman’s Crocs, and the dead start live-streaming their own tortures, Norman must prove that even a dweeb can rule the underworld… or risk dooming all of creation to eternal chaos.

Norman of the Underworld is a dark, irreverent comedy about divine nepotism, family expectations, and learning to embrace the dork within… even if it’s ruling Hell.

Lilith

Long before Eve, there was Lilith—the first woman. Made from the same clay as Adam, she refused to kneel, to serve, to be less. For that defiance, she was cast out, erased from scripture, and damned to the pit. But Hell did not break her. It built her. Now, in the modern world where holy men still speak her name only in fear and whispers, the earth trembles once more—because Lilith is coming home.
Summoned by a reckless cult and a blood ritual meant to control her, Lilith tears free from the bounds of Hell—feral, divine, and filled with ancient rage. As she walks the earth again, those who wear the cross begin to die in grotesque, symbolic fashion—priests dismembered at the altar, televangelists found tongue-less, and congregations consumed in fire. A group of unlikely survivors—a lapsed nun, a goth exorcist, and a guilt-ridden pastor—band together to uncover Lilith’s true origin, desperate to stop a wrath older than Genesis itself.
But Lilith doesn’t want chaos—she wants balance. She wants the truth exposed. Her vengeance isn’t mindless; it’s surgical. With every step, she rewrites the story of creation in blood, reminding the world that she was not born to obey… and she will not die quietly. In a final, apocalyptic confrontation at a ruined cathedral, Heaven itself may have to answer for what it cast away.