Murder Loves Company… and INDEPENDENT FILM!

We Love Independent Film!

Check out the kickstarter page raising funding now for the production of MURDER LOVES COMPANY,  and get involved with rising film maker Jimmie Rogers on his latest production.

Jimmie Rogers is an film maker born in 1986 in Honolulu, Hawaii. Being from a military family, he grew up traveling and experiencing all forms of entertainment from around the world. Having asthma as a child, prevented him from taking part in most physical activities, so at the age of thirteen he picked up a camera instead. Since then he has studied many aspects of film, from the inner technical areas to the styles of acting and directing. He hopes to one day inspire kids to follow in his steps at taking their teenage aggression and turning it into a creative work.

Jimmy and his team have their act together, they are making their way in the indie film industry in Alabama, and they’ve got some short films already completed on their slate.

Here’s what you need to know:

The Story

A long time ago in a mall in the middle of Alabama employees of Suncoast decided to make a movie. Will Wallace, the writer and director, made Late Last Night, a film where two workers accidentally kill their district manager and then spend the night on a wild adventure trying to get rid of the body.

A few years later, while working with two of the actors in the film, they decided to play it during inventory. I was really taken by it and really loved the story. I had never and still to this day have never met Will, but after a few phone conversations, he gave me permission to rewrite Late Last Night in my own twisted way. Two years went by and I had written six different drafts, but it was finally finished. The previous film that had only been about sixty pages long was now ninety nine pages of chaos. It has been another two years since I have finished the script, and I feel I have a bit more knowledge and experience behind the camera to actually make this. The only things missing is the camera and the tripod…and the lights….and the well everything.

The Film

When Patrick and Norman get their roommate, Remy, a job at the TV station with them, he ruins everything in one night. With everyone fired, Remy attempts to get his friends’ jobs back. Failing to do so, he panics and kills their boss. Now the three must spend the night finding a way to cover it all up. The bodies are piling up, and their car is running out of room fast.

Alcohol, hallucinations, blood, guts, chainsaws, and one dead hippie.

Where You Come In

The great thing about how I wrote this film is that every location used is a place I know exists and can gain access to with very little or no problems at all. So the backing donations needed have the ability to go to many other places.

Travel: The film will be shot in both Prattville and Montgomery, Alabama. With the rising cost of gas, I want the crew to be able to get where they need to be with no worries about gas in their cars.

Food: I have learned on previous short films that food is the main ingredient to keep the crew awake and moving into the long hours of the night. With about twenty people expected to work on this project, food will definitely be needed.

Equipment: We have nothing to work with at the moment. After working on a few other films and learning cost effective ways at buying and using equipment, we can make this money go a very long way. Cameras, sound equipment, and lighting equipment are a few of the things this money will go to.

The opportunity to work on film in Alabama is basically nonexistent. Many larger production companies take their work to other states such as Georgia or Louisiana due to recent tax breaks for their production companies. This leaves the film makers of Alabama incapable of pursuing what they want and love to do. Last summer film maker and photographer Stephen Poff took his time to teach us how to use this equipment with first hand training on two short films. Under his guidance and the help of Rory Anglin (director of Black Bayou) we learned how to create amazing film.

This is what we accomplished:

Your Casanova:

Black Bayou:

By funding this film not only will you fund this particular project but you will help fund any future projects as well. You will also lend the opportunity to work on film to many people. Filming this movie will be a community effort, and it will enrich the lives of film makers, experienced and inexperienced, in our area.

So what are you waiting for…. GO check out MURDER LOVES COMPANY and get involved!!!


Share your #tromemory with @tromemoir

We just tweeted our #TROMEMORY: Toxic Crusaders Saturday A.M. cartoon characters based on us… But drawn with big noses and beards like our pops. #tromemory @lloydkaufman

Tells us your #Tromemory on twitter to @tromemoir!

Life of Brian Myers

Tromen and Tromettes, we are thrilled to share with you the TROMEMOIR OF BRIAN MYERS, aka TROMABOY, long time Troma collaborator who is currently working on the Poultrygeist Comic!

Guaranteed: you will laugh, you will cry, you will be TROMATIZED.  Brian is not only a talented Comic Book artist, but as we learned here, he is a FABULOUS writer!   Now enjoy…


My Tromemoir starts in 1990 when I was but a mere lad of 14.  Two big things happened that year, I met my best friend Mike and I discovered Troma.

I was not what you would call a popular fellow, in fact, from entering Junior High till the day I left I was the but of a consistant stream of ridicule and abuse for 7 hours a day 180 days a year.  Yet somehow in my 8th grade year the popular folks decided that they needed to get me together with Mike, it was odd really, we both had varying stinks, and neither one of us had an once of cool. It was like they were hoping our artistic abilities would cancel out the negative, as if it was a weird science experiment.  Of course once we got together my penchant for gore and violence and Mike’s for pornography and rap music didn’t make either one of us any cooler to anybody.  Mike and I would later refelct on this time as the “Stink Buddies” phase of our lives.

It was during this time that I discovered Troma, it was in shop class, where a few classmates and I had a bet as to who could watch the most horror films in a single school year, (which I lost by one because I simply didn’t believe at that time that there was a film called Nail Gun Massacre).  It was on a weekend trip to the Couch Club (where they did 5 movies for 5 days for 5 bucks before they were driven out of business by blockbuster moving within a block of all the mom and pop video rental shops  in town) that I discovered THE TOXIC AVENGER.  

Now up untill that time Horror films to me were standard blood gore afairs, that while overall silly in premise, took themselves somwhat seriously.  I had never seen anything that mixed the blood and gore of a horror film with slapstick comedy, social commentary, plenty of boobs, and most of all just an overall sense of fun.  To this 14 year old boy it was like giving a fat guy a mountain of smiley-pies.  Here you had a story of a nerdy guy who was picked on, abused, and generally tormented, turning into the hero, sticking it to the bullies all the while saving the day, cleaning up the city of Tromaville and getting the girl, it was just what I needed to see at that time.

I began to seek out anything that had the names Lloyd Kaufman and Michael Herz on it.  Class of Nuke Em High, Troma’s War, Mother’s Day, Squeeze Play, When Nature Calls, Redneck Zombies, if it said Troma I had it in hand for the weekend.  Lloyd Kaufman quickly supplanted prior favorites in the world of film, goodbye Speilberg, Lucas, Craven and Carpenter, it was all about Uncle Lloydie.  It began to influence my writing, the straight negativity and violence was being infused with comedy, sex, and an overall irreverance.  Shortly after my discovery of  Troma I discovered Frank Zappa and that kicked it all into overdrive.  The work Mike and I would make would be very irreverant but personal to our shared point of view, although at that time we didn’t have the social commentary part down quite yet, that would come some years later.

As with many favorite things they fall by the way side.  During the late nineties, we did less creating and more running around just pulling shenanigans and waisting time as young adults often do.   So around the time Tromeo came out I wasn’t watching many films, and so I had fallen out of the loop with Troma.

In 1998 Mike moved to Spokane to live with his then girlfriend while she went to college and I stayed behind.  However when things went south for them, Mike and I decided I would move over to Spokane where we could get a place together and work on projects together.  It was right when DVD’s were really starting to hit the market, I had picked up my first DVD player and shortly after was wondering around a Borders when I saw The Toxic Avenger on DVD.  I immediately purchased it and ran home and watched it, it was as if I was watching it for the first time, and I loved it just as much.  Soon after I grabbed DVD’s of War, Class of Nuke Em High, and Tromeo and Juliet.  I hadn’t seen Tromeo at that time and it was the best Troma film yet.  Little did I know in a short ammount of time Mike and I would become part of the Troma Team.

It wasn’t long after I had moved to Spokane in Feb of 2000 that Mike and I did our first real animation entitled “M.C. Tons of Fun”.  This was back when Flash was first getting started as tool to do character animation, there were only really two other people that were doing it full time, Joe Cartoon and Camp Chaos, and then Newgrounds where Tom Fulp effectively designed and built the proto-youtube.  I was looking for work and had found a local gig working at a mall art gallery.  As I continued looking for something better, I happened upon a listing for a graphic designer position for Troma.  I emailed Lloyd directly and got a response that while the position had been filled they were looking for someone to do web cartoons for them.  I went to Mike and asked if he felt it was something that we could do, we both agreed and sent along Tons of Fun as a sampling.  Lloyd loved it and wanted us to get started as resident Flash Bitches for 

Our first cartoon starred Sammy Capulet and was called “Random Acts of Violence” all it was was a hipster type talking about how happy he was daddy was paying for law school and then Sammy pops up from behind his seat hit’s him with his sock and begins to dissenbowel him.  Lloyd liked it but didn’t want us to call Sammy, Sammy, he instead wanted us to change it to something with Troma in the name, and TROMABOY WAS BORN.  The title of “Random Acts of Violence” was dropped and the cartoons became Tromaboy and whatever the title of the episode would be for the week.  We then branched into two more series The Balls which followed the Penis Monster family, and Penis Monster Historical Society.  From 2000 to 2001 we did over 60 animated shorts, written, drawn, voiced and animated by Mike and myself, with occasional help from our friend Jeff (who is featured in the cartoons as Tromaboy’s buddy).  During that time we also did a major facelift to and designed

In January of 2001 we went with the Troma Team to Tromadance in Park City.  This was the year that Doug got arrested and will always be a highlight of my life running around main street, causing a ruckuss and meeting a lot of really good and creative people.  I have friends from this time that I still talk with to this day, Ramzi Abed, Doug Sakmann, Dan Martin, Dave Yarovesky, just to rattle off a few.

Between 2001 when our time as Troma’s Flash Bitches came to an end and 2006 not much happened. Mike and I had parted ways, as most people who’ve spent most time with each other for that long tend to butt heads and need that time apart.  I went down to California to be with my then girlfriend (now wife) where I did some odd projects here and there.  But I always made it a point to keep in touch with Lloyd, we’d stop and say hi at the San Diego Comic-Con booth, and I would do odd little jobs here and there, I edited the “Where in the World is Toxie” video for Peru and several times tried to get some ideas for Troma cartoons but never felt quite right.

In 2006 I had moved back to Seattle, and began hanging out with Mike again.  It was during that time that we began discussing doing animation again.  It was only natural that the talk turned to Troma.  We wanted to do two things, one, go in and revamp some of the old cartoons adding in backgrounds and fixing errors in the animation itself, giving it a George Lucas if you will, and then go into new ideas and projects.

It was in these discussions our first new idea for a Troma cartoon emerged.  We were discussing doing something in the background for our Ted Bundy Penismonster reinactment.  We had settled on having the viewing room in the background, and the idea hit to have an animation of Lloyd walk in with a bucket of popcorn, a soda, plop into the chair begin munching.  We thought it’d be funny to extend the cartoon a bit by having the execution delayed and having Penismonster Ted commenting on the delay.

In 2007 I got an ominous phone call from Mike, he was asking me some odd questions about a hernia I had had several years ago, but what he described wasn’t a hernia.  I told him he needed to go to the doctor, and it was shortly there after that our worst fears were realized, Mike had Cancer.  Mike went thoough 2 years of Cancer treatments from Chemo to Stem Cell Transplants, ultimately it would proove all for not, the treatments caused severe damage to his lungs and eventually on Feb 12 2009 Mike passed away.

Mike had been my friend and creative partner for nearly 20 years, it was as if someone had cut my drawing arm off.  Over Mike’s illness I hadn’t really talked to Lloyd much, but towards the end I made a call to Lloyd to let him know what was going on, Lloyd sent Mike a care package with a nice letter and a copy of Poultrygeist.  Mike never got to tell Lloyd himself how much he enjoyed Poultrygeist, it was the last Troma film he would ever see.

 During the time of Mike’s Illness we came up with loads of ideas, both for Troma cartoons and our own personal stuff.  Maybe one day I’ll get them done.

After Mike died I really didn’t know what to do with myself creatively, part of me thought about hanging it all up.  It was then that Lloyd came to town for a convention, I was a new Dad and went to the convention to spend some time with Lloyd and help out at the booth.

We talked about a lot of things, but one thing we discussed was doing a comic book of Poultrygeist.  I had been drawing my usual offensive fair of dead celebrities but it was a drawing of David Carradine that sparked Lloyd’s interest.

“Maybe we could do a Poultrygeist comic and work in the dead celebrities?”  Lloyd asked, it was certainly something that peeked my interest. So that day myself and long time Troma Teammate Shane Swenson took to coming up with what the story would be.  We bounced ideas and scripting back and forth for sometime, the project stagnated for awhile and then the unfathomable happened.

March of 2011 I got word that Shane had been killed in a car crash in Florida.  It was a shock to the system, I couldn’t believe for the second time in as little time I had lost someone else I worked closely with creatively and while I didn’t know Shane as long as I had known Mike, it was extreamly hard to work after that.  I had to rethink everything.

A few months later I had a phone call with Lloyd, we discussed the project, where it was, where it was going, and the fact that we were trying to rush to get something out by San Diego Comic-con a month away.  We decided it best to take our time and give it the time and care it deserves.  In that time I’ve added a whole new 25 page prologue, and am now moving into a whole new twist and take on the story that Shane and I formulated so long ago, it is better for it and is shaping up to be something truly special.

I will always continue to do projects with Lloyd, and the Troma asthetic will always be a primary influence on my work.   Whenever I create I always have one of Lloyd’s favorite quotes in my head “To thine own self be true”.  I couldn’t ask for a better mentor or friend than Lloyd Kaufman.

Artistic Spectrum of a Tromemoir Sundance Artist – Onur Tukel

We continue to follow ONUR TUKEL, who is not only a Tromemoir artist, but his recent movie SEPTIEN was honored at the Sundance Film Festival and  which opens today
(Wednesday, July 6th) at the IFC Center!  We found tickets here: SEPTIEN IFC

Tukel’s artistic talent spans a very broad spectrum.  On the one hand, he is a talented G-rated illustrator of Children’s books (he has an upcoming book coming out soon) and of course he was the artist behind our fave Monsters and Daughters

But Tukel’s  artwork for SEPTEIN is drastically (and disturbingly!) different.  Check out this short video below about the art, the film and the art show in SOHO in NYC from  July 6-8.   Plus, All 65 paintings that he created for the film are going to be on display at the Pennington Gallery, 355 West Broadway, New York, NY 10013 for 3 short days…July 6-8th.

And, here is a brief  synopsis of the film:

Michael Tully’s SEPTIEN follows Cornelius Rawlings who returns to his
family’s farm eighteen years after disappearing without a trace. While
his parents are long deceased, Cornelius’s brothers continue to live
in isolation on this forgotten piece of land. Ezra is a freak for two
things: cleanliness and Jesus. Amos is a self-taught artist who
fetishizes sports and Satan. Although back home, Cornelius is still
distant. In between challenging strangers to one-on-one games, he
huffs and drinks the days away. The family’s high-school sports demons
show up one day in the guise of a plumber and a pretty girl. Only a
mysterious drifter can redeem their souls on 4th and goal.
Triple-threat actor/writer/director Tully creates a backwoods world
that’s only a few trees away from our own, complete with characters on
the edge of sanity that we can actually relate to. A hero tale gone
wrong, SEPTIEN is funny when it’s inappropriate to laugh, and
realistic when it should be psychotic.

Toxic Assets – Meltdown at the NYSE

IT was one of the hottest days of the year, a true NYC August meltdown, and dad called us up.  “Yo -DO YOU WANT TO COME TO THE New York Stock Exchange? TOXIE IS RINGING THE BELL.”

“Whaat?!”  Toxie? Our very own Toxic Avenger would be ringing the bell on the New York Stock Exchange? The Global financial center of THE WORLD? We’re talking WALL STREET people, dominated by cigar smoking rich men in business suits, suspenders and shiny loafers carrying matching briefcases.  This is not the kind of place that calls up the Toxic Avenger and asks him to ring the opening bell.   This was monumental.

“Get down here by 7am! and I think I can get you in with us!”  I hung up the phone and jumped out of bed.  Fortunately, I wasn’t very far.  In fact, I lived right upstairs, yes dear readers, I lived at home.  I threw on a Toxic Green Dress and raced downstairs.

Dad and I met Toxie and the cast of The Toxic Avenger The Musical and headed into the New York Stock Exchange.  We had a private tour and a nice breakfast waited for us in the boardroom on a huge shining wooden boardroom table, just “like in the movies” (just not the Troma movies)

As I reached for a bagel presented on the silver platter in front of me, I looked around the NYSE boardroom breakfast table: there was Dad wearing a nice suit, and a bowtie, and of course his saddle shoes. To his right sat his creation, THE TOXIC AVENGER, green, slimy, dripping, but wearing a jacket and tie.  To his left was the Mayor of Tromaville, her bright red suit, crazy hair…    I am quite sure no Subhumanoid monster had sat at this board table for meetings or fancy breakfasts before.

As we walked through the floor of the exchange, the always busy always ever out traders stopped trading.  Millions of dollars of securites pass through these traders hands every minute, but for sure, The likes of THE TOXIC AVENGER did not often pass through the floor of the New York Stock Exchange.  (as they say, it is easier for Toxie to pass through the floor of the NYSE than a wall street financier to get into Heaven)

As we walked through the floor, traders stopped and turned to cheer.  Those who were in our direct path high fived Toxie, some ran over to shake his hand.    I was so proud of my Dad, this was really cool.  He had created the Toxic Avenger, and today, this morning, his creation was being recognized and honored by something as world renown as the New York Stock Exchange!   This is a top Tromemory.

Joy Face our Pet Rat

We had a PET RAT. The easter bunny brought him to us in our basket one Easter morning. It was the first love, the most important pet of our life. We might even venture to say the love of our life. His name was Joy Face.

Joy Face was the cutest little rat rodent you ever saw – when he was delivered  by mom and dad, er we mean the Easter Bunny, on that glorious Easter Morn.

He came everywhere with us.  You could pet him, you could pick him up by the fur on the back of his neck and carry him around on your shoulder, you could even put him in a doll stroller and wheel him around.   He was a big hit.  a BIG hit.  he kept growing.  He was HUGE.  and his tail just kept growing too, it was long and pink, and just beautiful.  Im our eyes, he was the most beautiful Rat that ever collapsed his or her skeletons to squeeze under a doorframe, behind a radiator or under a

bookshelf on this earth.

Joy Face came everywhere with us.  But he couldn’t travel.  So when May came one summer, and we all went to France for the CANNES FILM FESTIVAL we had to leave dear beloved Joy Face at home.  A Troma Team employee would come every day and feed him, dad promised.  I had no choice! shockingly Air France would not have him o the plane.   I said a tearful goodbye, promised to bring him lots of gifts, tales and smelly french Fromage from the Croisette and off we went to Cannes.

The day we returned, I was so excited.  I ran off the plane, leapt out of the cab, and made my way as quickly as I could upstairs to my love, Joy Face.  Mom opened the door to the apartment, and I rushed past her to his cage.

My beloved Joy Face was face down in the corner, his arms and legs stretched out in front and behind him as if he had been calling to someone, to me! all the way in france but for food? for water? My poor beloved Joy Face, his tiny feet with their little perfect toenails were now terribly bloated.  JOY FACE WAS DEAD.

We put Joy Face in a Shoebox and transported him to Connecticut the next weekend, where we had a grave and formal burial service.  I made a cross out of two Troma Rulers to mark the spot.  We said some prayers.  Joy Face will always be with us.


I was reviewing a classic Lloyd Kaufman documentary Squirrel Gets Eaten by Maggots and it brought to mind the dangers of rat poison, and reminded me of the beloved JOY FACE.

TWIT IT @tromemoir

We’ve had alot of people asking us if we are on twitter, so due to popular demand, you can now find us on Twitter!  @tromemoir

We’d love to hear from you!   We don’t want you to just follow us, Tweet with us!

Obviously, Pops is a big twitter guy, If you are reading this post, chances are you follow him @lloydkaufman he is constantly on twitter, (as we told you before)  and finally he said “look kids: if you want to get serious, you have to get on Twitter. You aren’t living in the 20th century anymore.  this is 2011, I’ve been on Twitter since 2009!”

And it’s true. Dad is busted tweeting at the dinner table every five minutes, on family vacations, he can be found 24/7 furiously tweeting away away on his bberry.  And what we’ve noticed, sure he loves to post his rants, and he shares articles he thinks are interesting, (even tweets out posts we write here on the Tromemoir) and of course he promotes his own events and movies.  But the most important thing he uses twitter for is conversations back and forth with fans.

Dad is dedicated to his fans.  He may not have time to meet every single fan, talk on the phone, return a formal three paragraph email, but twitter lets him stay in touch with a huge number of fans throughout the day on a regular basis.

So like father, like daughters, we are going to try tweeting too.  We are going to take a lesson from our old pops, and use twitter to get to know you, dear fans better! so find us @tromemoir and feel free to ask away, tell us something about troma, ask about dad, about growing up toxic.