Writer's Statement

This story began as a reflection of how I try to live. Free from the weight of fear and cynicism, meeting life’s chaos with humor instead of resistance. I’ve always been drawn to the idea that even when things fall apart, there’s something strangely funny about our attempts to keep control. The film explores that thin border between play and collapse, when acting silly becomes a way to survive.

It also draws from my childhood, from a backyard “monkey club” my friends and I built out of my dad’s old fly-fishing shed. We painted it, made our own language, even held challenges to race up trees for leadership. When I became leader, I made a rule that everyone had to eat bananas. I hated bananas. That contradiction, playing by your own absurd rules just because you can, entartains me.

The film’s tone comes from that same spirit: childish invention colliding with adult restraint. It celebrates the kind of friendships that thrive on mischief, lightness, and the refusal to take anything, including horror, too seriously. In the end, the dark comedy form felt right, because laughter and unease often share the same pulse.