We’ve all been there – the dreaded group project. Your teacher or boss assigns you to work “collaboratively” with a bunch of nitwits and before you know it, it’s midnight the night before the assignment it due and Raphael is “sick,” Leonardo is “helping his friend Splinter move,” Michelangelo “doesn’t have wifi in the sewer” (err… sorry – I’ve seen Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles too many times) and you’re left to do it all by your lonesome. I’ve learned you must look directly into the eyes of your comrades and say “I am the Captain now” – and just do it yo’ damn self.
Ever heard the joke “when I die, I want the people I did group projects with to lower me into my grave so they can let me down one last time”? Well, the filmmakers in The Blair Witch Project took that joke a little too literally. Proving that yes, it can be way worse than Donatello demanding his name be listed first on the cover page, this film is the epitome of a DGP (Dreaded Group Project).
Before she shot that snot-nosed, terrorized selfie video, Heather was just another student filmmaker working alongside buds Michael and Joshua on a documentary about the mythical Blair Witch. They tried to work together to make something great. They wanted notoriety! Success! Fame! What they got was… not that.