No such thing as bad publicity

Remember that film that we made (I blogged about it) just prior to me leaving the country?

Apparently our entry, a romance called Puppy Love, won some kind of award and was invited to show at local short film festival in Christchurch.

I still think that the script's crude and deliberately awkward humour didn't quite survive into the final product, but good on y'all anyway. At least the lighting and costumes are pretty nice.