Mike L. Taylor

While conducting experiments to create "the perfect boobs" a group of doctors are transformed into Evil Mutant Creatures with an unstoppable hunger for BOOBS.

Killer gnomes terrorize Christmas, CA. The Santa-slasher’s legacy creeps back into town. A craft-fair cult conspires to bring about the Gnomepocalypse. A scrappy, chaotic holiday horror-comedy about how you can never really go home. Made with micro-budget love, it embraces its rough edges, leans into weird kills and oddball characters, never taking itself more seriously than its premise. ‘Tis the Season to get Gnome Sick!

While conducting experiments to create "the perfect boobs" a group of doctors are transformed into Evil Mutant Creatures with an unstoppable hunger for BOOBS.

Killer gnomes terrorize Christmas, CA. The Santa-slasher’s legacy creeps back into town. A craft-fair cult conspires to bring about the Gnomepocalypse. A scrappy, chaotic holiday horror-comedy about how you can never really go home. Made with micro-budget love, it embraces its rough edges, leans into weird kills and oddball characters, never taking itself more seriously than its premise. ‘Tis the Season to get Gnome Sick!

Killer gnomes terrorize Christmas, CA. The Santa-slasher’s legacy creeps back into town. A craft-fair cult conspires to bring about the Gnomepocalypse. A scrappy, chaotic holiday horror-comedy about how you can never really go home. Made with micro-budget love, it embraces its rough edges, leans into weird kills and oddball characters, never taking itself more seriously than its premise. ‘Tis the Season to get Gnome Sick!

Killer gnomes terrorize Christmas, CA. The Santa-slasher’s legacy creeps back into town. A craft-fair cult conspires to bring about the Gnomepocalypse. A scrappy, chaotic holiday horror-comedy about how you can never really go home. Made with micro-budget love, it embraces its rough edges, leans into weird kills and oddball characters, never taking itself more seriously than its premise. ‘Tis the Season to get Gnome Sick!