When I started to work in Hollywood, there was little interest in movie props. You made them and forgot about them; the eyes were always on the next job. However, with each project, I acquired file cabinets of papers, mementos, stills, posters, storyboards, director’s chairs, crew jackets, caps and anything else you can imagine.

It’s the holiday season. Snowflakes should be coming down, but they’re not, thankfully. Otherwise, why live in Southern California? The pressure is off, too, or at least lessening. Hollywood is shutting down for the holidays.

I’ve recently been casting a movie. It gave me the opportunity to meet with a wide range of actors. I hit all four quadrants, as they say—both sexes and an age range from the 20s to the 60s. It’s been fun and fascinating.

FANGORIA is honored to have legendary writer/director Tom Holland spill his guts on our site. Here's the first of an ongoing series of true tales penned for your pleasure.

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I went to the premier of CHILLERAMA last week. I know all the filmmakers, like them a lot, and wanted to see their work. But what really piqued my interest is where they decided to have it: The Hollywood Forever Cemetery. I’d heard about it all my life, driven past it hundreds of times, worked off and on forever at Paramount, which backs up against it, but I had never been there.