I'll start the ball rolling. While making a Frankenstein film on location in an old country cemetary, I had the good doctor disguised as the Grim Reaper, waiting to ambush an unwary victim. As we're filming, a deputy sheriff happened to drive by in time to see a group of teenagers running through a cemetary with a shovel, pick axe and saber. Needless to say, he stopped! I'm not sure which played a pivotal role in getting us off the hook, my explanation, or the presence of a camera and tripod.


