support the film. join the chaos

We’re making this the OCTANE way — loud, indie, no seatbelts.
No studio suits. No corporate strings. Just us, this wild-ass film, and YOU in the passenger seat.

Your support doesn’t disappear into some black hole. Every dollar slaps straight into:

  • Killer post-production (color, sound, VFX)

  • Festival entries (the fees are criminal)

  • Keeping cast & crew alive on set (yes, pizza counts as survival)

This isn’t charity. This is fuel.

Major studios won’t touch a film called
I Got a Dead Chick in My Trunk… but you will.
Back us, and you’re officially part of the crew. No cap.

Don’t make us beg, you beautiful cheap bastard.
Throw down, ride with us, and your name rides forever.