COLIN FITZ LIVES! is a charming, ironic, and absurdist comedy that finds its inspiration in America’s obsessions with fame, celebrity deaths and rock 'n roll.
Every year on the anniversary of rock idol Colin Fitz' death, something bizarre happens at his gravesite. This year his wife, Justice Fitz (Julianne Phillips), enlists the help of two security guards, Paul (Matt McGrath) and Grady (Andy Fowle), who are clearly
not from the same universe. From the moment they begin preparing for their night
in the graveyard, personalities clash as Paul and Grady heatedly exchange views on
life, love, and American pop culture.

Throughout one increasingly strange night, the mismatched guards have comical encounters with numerous visitors: their officious supervisor Mr. O'Day (William H. Macy), a Colin Fitz fanatic (Martha Plimpton), the mysterious groundskeeper Nolan (John C. McGinley), Grady's ex-girlfriend Moira (Mary McCormack) and her new beau Tony Baby Shark (Chris Bauer). But by the end of the night, Paul and Grady arrive at a newfound respect for the megastar's iconic power and also each other. Echoing the hilarious mockumentary madness of THIS IS SPINAL TAP!, and the deadpan existentialism of CLERKS, COLIN FITZ LIVES! explores dead rock star mythology and postmodern romance, while also making a case for friendship in a world gone mad.

Director's Statement:
“From Sundance To Hell And Back Again”

In 1997, Sundance Film Festival Director Geoffrey Gilmore wrote, "COLIN FITZ is the kind of independent filmmaking that shows how much can be done with very little and underscores the endearing qualities of well-written dialogue and comic inspiration."

The movie’s been called by the press and its fans, “The Best Film Never Released.”

So - what happened?

A Life’s Dream

All of my life, I’ve dreamt of making movies. I wrote my first “screenplay” in elementary school. I wish I could say that I immediately started making home movies and the rest was history. The truth is, my script was terrible. But what the heck, I was 8 years old. In High School, I fell in love with the theater and started a romance that has lasted over 25 years. I wound up going to New York University to study acting with Stella Adler, David Mamet and William H. Macy. Upon graduation, Mamet and Macy encouraged my class to form The Atlantic Theater Company. We began acting, writing, producing and directing our own plays in 1985 and we have been doing it ever since. But all the time I was working Off, Off-Off and Way-Off Broadway, in my mind - I was still making movies.

So, on July 1st, 1996, I set out to make an independent feature film, despite the fact that I had absolutely no prior filmmaking experience.

Well, it really all started way back in May of 1996, when my friend Tom Morrissey invited me to take part in a reading of his brand new screenplay, COLIN FITZ. The reading was a blast and even at that early stage it was clear that Tom had an incredible gift for comedy.

I was an actor by trade back then and reading a screenplay was standard operating procedure. Usually, nothing came of it. Or worse - the film got made, but with bigger name actors. I thought, “Well, that was fun.” And I promptly set off on a cross-country motorcycle trip (a story for another day). But here’s the rub: as I rode around America on my Harley Davidson, I constantly found my thoughts going back to Tom’s script. I would pass some incredibly scenic view, but in my head - I would be chuckling at some line of dialogue from COLIN FITZ.

After a few more states rolled by, I decided to do something proactive with my career. From the bottom of Carlsbad Caverns, New Mexico, I called Tom up and told him I wanted to direct his script if he was up for it. I knew nothing about making movies, but I had read all the Sundance/Indie Film Success Stories and Tom’s screenplay seemed perfectly tailored for independent film. Thankfully, Tom agreed and so - off we went. I finished my road trip and by the end of June I was back in New York City with visions of sugar plum fairies dancing in my head.

On July 1st, I began to feel out a pool of talent from the actors and crew that I'd had the good fortune to work with as a member of the Atlantic. William H. Macy and Matt McGrath agreed to star. Atlantic friends Andy Fowle, Martha Plimpton, Mary McCormack, Chris Bauer, John C. McGinley and Julianne Phillips came onboard, too. These amazing actors all loved the script and were committed to the project, but only if we could shoot right away.

I saw my window of opportunity and decided to go for it.

On August 1st, I asked some producer friends if they thought we could start shooting in mid September and wrap soon thereafter. I had inherited $50,000 and asked them if that was enough money to make a movie. (Mind you, this was before the “digital revolution”, way back when you actually had to shoot, develop and cut film. In those days, common wisdom was that an independent movie shot on 35mm would sooner or later cost you at least $500,000.) My producer friends flat out informed me that it couldn't be done. Not only that, but that I was crazy to try. Luckily, quite a few other friends decided that "crazy" was not necessarily a prohibitive factor.

The night before we began shooting, I had my only moment of true panic. Up until that point, I’d been so busy putting the cast, crew and additional financing together that I had completely forgotten that I’d never produced or directed a feature film before. I’d never produced or directed a short film. I had never even taken a film class... Maybe I was crazy... Thankfully, I was soon too busy shooting to think about my mental state.

On September 16th, principal photography commenced and we wrapped 2 weeks later on October 1st. Most of that time was spent shooting in the pouring rain in Woodlawn Cemetery in the Bronx, NY underneath a 16’x16’ tarpaulin. The film was shot on 35mm and was “in-the-can” for the $150,000. Despite the pouring rain, and the very low budget, the shoot had gone extremely well - no doubt aided by the spirit of Colin Fitz.

At this point, we were all pretty proud of ourselves. We had achieved “the impossible.” We were, “The Little Film That Could.” The cast was brilliant, the footage looked great, and we knew that we had a very special film on our hands. But by mid-November, the bank account was empty. The plan was to shut down, raise more money and finish the film in 1997.

Then, as the production was literally being boxed up for storage - Sundance called. The good news: the film had been accepted into Dramatic Competition. The bad news: a 35mm print had to be in Park City, Utah. In 8 weeks.

8 weeks to lock picture, sound, and music, mix the film, cut the negative and then create a film print. (What we wouldn’t have given for one more month. Or a digital projection system.) With limited time and none of the money needed to finish the film, I did what every other resourceful independent filmmaker does – I maxed out my credit cards.

20 of them – for a grand total of $100,000.

The film made it to Sundance on time and received a tremendous response from audiences and critics alike. Everyone was stunned to hear that we shot it in 2 weeks, and that the entire process took 6 months from first conception to festival competition. (I recall feeling guilty during one Filmmaker Q&A when I heard the other Directors talking about the many years it took them to get their films made. I think after nearly 15 years on this project, I’ve let that particular guilt go.)

Sundance was an incredible whirlwind of emotions all bundled up in winter wear and wild days and nights. The TV Show “48 Hours” was tracking myself and a few of the other competing filmmakers to see who would capture: “The Sundance Buzz.” We were incredibly excited when the festival added some additional screenings for COLIN FITZ to accommodate the demand for tickets.

There were many amazing moments on this project, but one I will never forget was our sold-out World Premiere at the Prospector Square Theater. With the audience all gone, my co-producer Patti Wolff pulled me aside to say that “Roger” wanted to speak with me.

“Roger who?” I said.

She pointed to the empty theater and there he was: Roger Ebert. Sitting in a movie seat just like I’d seen him a million times on, “At The Movies”.

He said many kind and gracious things to me about the film, and he had only one question: “Did you really make that film from conception to completion in 6 months?” After I assured him that’s exactly what we had accomplished, he smiled and told me:

“Don’t worry. You’ll have a lot more time to make the next one.”

His words were prophetic. But perhaps not in the way that he intended them to be.

For me personally, it was after Sundance that the fantasy stopped.

And the nightmare began.

This is not to say it all went badly. “48 Hours” crowned their 1997 Sundance Winners: Vin Diesel and Neil LaBute. COLIN FITZ went on to win awards at festivals all around the country. Harry Knowles dubbed the film, “A cult hit!” and awarded it Best Of Fest at the Austin Film Festival. To this day, a never-ending source of joy for me was hearing people all across America laugh out loud while watching the movie.

I got an agent, a lawyer and a publicist who wanted to represent me. Meetings were being set up. I was going to move to Hollywood! It truly seemed like a dream come true.

Distribution deals were offered, but unfortunately none of them would cover all of our finishing costs. I was quickly facing the realities that my original naysayers had already foreseen: to complete the movie on film so that it could be sold to distributors was going to cost at least an additional $250,000. This was including music rights, lab costs, and deferred vendor/crew salaries. All told, it was going to put us right about where everyone said we would be at – a half million dollars to make a 35mm independent feature film in 1996.

My investors were tapped out. My credit cards were maxed. The digital revolution was still years away. And my flux capacitor was out of fuel.

I had to pass up on the various distribution offers until I could get myself and the film out of hock, thus beginning an intense odyssey which is only now coming to a close.

When things got hardest, I would remember the audiences’ laughter, and I would assure myself that the film would prevail so long as I hung in there. But it wasn’t easy.

I moved to Los Angeles. I took meetings. I came very close to getting a number of other projects off the ground. In the span of 6 years, I had 4 films that all fell apart for one reason or another (the financing would disappear, we would lose cast availability, etc. etc.)

I tried not to despair, but the mounting credit card bills were a tremendous drain on me financially and emotionally. I investigated bankruptcy, but I was told I would lose the rights to my one and only asset – the movie we had worked so hard to create. My life’s dream.

So I persevered the best that I could. Disillusioned by Los Angeles, I moved back to New York City and made a living the only way I knew how – by working in the theater. It took nearly 8 years to dig out from the personal debt, and then 6 more years to buy back the pieces in order to complete the film. One by one, I paid down my credit cards so that I could use that money to finish COLIN FITZ. Little by little, I would buy back pieces from the vendors who had so graciously deferred payment in 1996.

Friends often questioned why I kept on trying. “Let it go,” they advised.

And they were right. I couldn’t make my life be about just one film. So I didn’t. As I was buying back COLIN FITZ, I decided to return to my indie roots. I determined to teach myself how to write, produce and direct films on a truly low budget, just like the Atlantic had when we first started our theater company. I invested in a digital camera and taught myself Final Cut Pro. I started making micro-budget movies. I made one feature film in New York City for $25,000. I shot another one in France in 5 days - that one only cost $5,000. I took every lesson gained on COLIN FITZ and essentially put myself through the film school I had never attended growing up.

As I learned over time, I would revisit the film. I looked back at an old interview I did with Harry Knowles and that inspired me to shoot and cut in all the Colin Fitz Fans’ footage (including Harry). I recorded brand new audio. I worked and reworked the movie, until I came up with the version of the film that exists today – COLIN FITZ LIVES!

And eventually, the stars that had shone so brightly on the film during 1996, well - they slowly came back into alignment:

First - The Colin Fitz Estate resolved their legal issues and graciously agreed to let us use Colin’s music as the score to the film. Not having all the music rights was a huge obstacle for us back in 1996, and it prevented a lot of the early distribution deals from going through.

Second – time caught up with technology. After the digital revolution, I no longer needed to create 35mm prints and assets. I could release the film digitally On Demand. This was a massive savings (with a huge assist from Deluxe New York).

Third - my sister and brother-in-law, who are a professional and incomparable sound team, volunteered to help me complete the sound design and editing that I never really had the time for back in 1996. Another incredible stroke of good fortune.

And last, but not least – I happened to go out for drinks with Arianna Bocco from IFC Films not long after I had finally reacquired the last missing piece – the original cut negative. She had known of the film, and my struggles, and casually asked, “What ever happened with COLIN FITZ?”

I told her, “It’s sitting in my closet. Wanna to buy it?”

Lo and behold, she said: “Sure!”

I couldn’t believe it. After all those years - it was just that easy.

I recall one of the darkest times I survived over these past 15 years. It was a number of years back and once more, I could no longer afford to pay my rent. I was in the process of moving yet again to a much cheaper apartment. But there was going to be a month or two before I could move in. I wouldn’t have called myself home-less. But I was definitely heart-broken. At this point in my life, I had called in so many favors, crashed on so many couches, and borrowed so much money from friends and relatives that I simply could not bear to ask for yet one more favor.

So. I slept in a storage space. Along with all my worldly possessions.

For over a month, I would sneak into Manhattan Mini-Storage at night and shut the door to my rented cubicle and think very dark thoughts. Lying beside the COLIN FITZ film canisters, I seriously searched my soul:

"What was I doing with my life? Why was I continuing to sacrifice so much for this project? Was my childhood dream of being a filmmaker just that – the fantasy of an unformed mind? Should I take my friends’ advice and just let it all go? Could I install Cable TV in the cubicle?"

Years after I left my cubby-hole, I saw Tyler Perry on Oprah. He talked about living in his car as he struggled to get by and about the faith that carried him through those times.

I doubt my struggles were as hard as his. They definitely pale in comparison to the battles other people have to fight in order to survive. I know I don’t have the same religious faith that Tyler has to carry him through his hard times. And I am certain I will never get the solace of sitting on the couch with Oprah and announcing to the world – “See! It was all worth it!”

But Oprah or no, as I type this, I have to say, “Yes. Yes - it was all worth it.”

I wish I had done so many things differently. I wish I knew then everything that I know now.
I wish I had a flux capacitor. I wish...

But that’s not how life works. And while I might not have had Tyler’s faith, I did have many other things that kept me going for all these years:

  • — Tom Morrissey’s brilliant writing that inspired all of this madness from the outset.

  • — The memory of an amazingly dedicated cast and crew slogging through a rain and mud drenched cemetery in the Bronx. Special thanks to Matt, Andy, Johnny C., Jodi P., Sue G., River One Films, Too-Tan McCann, Patti, Henry and Max.

  • — The image of William H. Macy and Martha Plimpton huddled under cheap umbrellas because we didn’t have holding rooms, let alone trailers.

  • — The kindness and generosity of the cast, crew, vendors and investors who gave so much of themselves to help make COLIN FITZ LIVES! what it is today.

  • — The love and patience of the many, many friends who helped me before and after Sundance to survive and grow as an artist and as a person.

  • — The phenomenal good fortune to know the gifted musicians Jason Downs and Matthew Puckett, whose work on the music, before and after Colin Fitz’ death, is nothing short of brilliant.

  • — All the incredible people at Deluxe NY who painstakingly salvaged the decaying negative and turned it into an elegant electronic entity. Mike Jackman – you truly are a mensch.

  • — The clever people at IFC Films who helped re-discover: “The Best Film Never Released.”

  • — The support of my loving family, most especially Andrea and Micha – Sound Geniuses.

  • — The thousands of audience members who filled my heart with the sound of their laughter.

If it turns out that Roger’s prophecy came true in some perverse way, and I only make one film in my life that the world will see, then I am proud to say that this is the one.

I hope you have as much fun watching it as we did making it.

This film is dedicated:
to all those who helped
to all those who dream
to all those who know that now and forever -


Gratefully yours,

Robert Bella
Los Angeles
July 1st, 2010

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CFL! in the News:

Yahoo! Movies: "Sundance Favorite Finally Gets Released"

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ABC News: "Best Movie No One's Seen?"

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NY Observer: "One Indie Movie's Hollywood Ending"

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Variety: "Colin Fitz Rises From The Pits"

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Wall Street Journal: "Colin Fitz Lives - On VOD"

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Cinematical: "A Colin Fitz Miracle"

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KCRW: "The Business with Kim Masters"

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Press Quotes:

"A cult hit."

– Harry Jay Knowles, Ain’t It Cool News

"The best film never released."

– The San Francisco Chronicle

"A deftly amusing dark comedy."

- Caryn James, The New York Times

"Flat-out hilarious."

- Godfrey Chesire, Variety

"Among my favorites in Dramatic Competition (1997 Sundance Film Festival) are Robert Bella's superb dead-pan comedy, Colin Fitz."

- Graham Fuller, Executive Editor, Interview Magazine

"Destined for cult status."

- Kathleen McInnis, MovieMaker Magazine

"As funny as anything I've seen."

- Tim Miller, Screen Scene

"A definite hit... loved by audiences."

- William Arnold, Seattle Post

"A sublimely silly treat."

- The Seattle Stranger

"An unforgettably sweet and twisted comedy."

- John Lewis, The Dallas Met

"Inspired nuttiness... clever dialogue."

- Joanne Harrison, The Houston Press

"Wacky... amusing... dead-pan comedy."

- Louis B. Parks, The Houston Chronicle

"Colin Fitz is the kind of independent filmmaking that shows how much can be done with very little and underscores the endearing qualities of well-written dialogue and comic inspiration."

- Geoffrey Gilmore, 1997 Sundance Film Festival

“It’s a clear example that hilarity can still ensue with a low budget given such sharply-written dialogue and a great cast of comedic actors.”

– Avi Offer, The NYC Movie Guru



Best of Fest

Best Feature Film

Best Cinematography

Austin Film Festival

World Premiere

Sundance Film Festival, Dramatic Competition

Winner - Best of Fest

Long Island Film Festival

Winner - Gold Award, Feature Film Comedy


Avignon/New York Film Festival (Non Competitive)

Florida Film Festival (Runner up - Audience Award)

Montreal International Film Festival, Humor Section

Nantucket Film Festival (Non Competitive)

San Francisco - LOL-SF: A Celebration of Comedy OnScreen (Non Competitive)

Sedona International Film Festival (Runner up - Audience Award)

Seattle International Film Festival (Runner up - Best Film)

USA Film Festival (Non Competitive)