Sheri Lee

Apocalypse Party

It's the apocalypse! What better thing to do before the end of the world except party!

Cult

A suspected cult member crashes a gathering of her picture-perfect ex-friends to carry through with the cult’s order to kill them.

The Loner

Frank Rizzo is an over the hill hit-man and soldier who is trying to redeem himself. All the while, he is haunted by the murder of a close friend from years ago. Directed by Kris Salvi.

Final Girl

A Final Girl confronts the killer, desperately seeking closure- and revenge.

The Beaumonts

A family of vampires moves into a small town and tries to fit in. All goes well until Count Beaumont's children start to feed on the locals. Vampire hunter Abe recruits average guy Joe to help him vanquish the Beaumonts once and for all.

Amityville Clownhouse

A man, his wife and his son move to a new town and soon discover their new home is haunted.

The Assassination of Western Civilization

A tabloid writer has evidence of the assassination of a US Senator. A visit from a scrupulous FBI agent suggests he may know more than he's admitting about the assassination and the key may reside in the recesses of the writer's dark past.

Comic Book Junkies

A comedy focusing on a series of fans and cosplayers who are thrown into a spin when the Coronavirus hits and San Diego Comic Con 2020 is cancelled. Adding to this: the earth is thrown into a black hole by an unknown supervillain. Now, these people who are used to dressing up must all become the one thing they have all aspired to be: Heroes.

Ice Patrol

Struggling to keep the family house, the Winthorpe siblings take in a woman on the run who has recently come into a large sum of money under mysterious circumstances.

Reflections: Project Chameleon

My name is Andrei Tvardovsky and I was failed experiment by the Russian Government. My side effects include nose bleeds, blurred vision, paranoia, hostility, depression, hallucinations, and mood disturbances. Sometimes it's hard to distinguish dreams from reality. August 12, 2015, I was awakened by a cold breeze that tickled the back of my neck. I opened my eyes and looked down at my bloody hands. I was riding a bus in Hartford, Connecticut. I don't know how I got on the bus and I don't know who I am. The local bus patrons seem to be talking about me. I reached in my pockets and I found a wallet and receipts for nearby gas stations. As the bus stopped the police were waiting for me. Due to my suspicious condition I was detained and brought to my home address found on my wallet. As the detectives came out of my residence they immediately placed me upon arrest for murder.