Like so many hopeful stars before it, Databinder packed up to make a go in Hollywood.

Cross-country road trips often yield ample entertainment in their own right. There’s bickering early on, then working together to get through a cash shortfall, and finally a full-on disaster somewhere in the Southwest. I was looking forward to it.

But at the last minute Databinder decided to stay in New York and work on its craft with a small Brooklyn-based studio. Whatever. We just want the material, so here it is:

(It’s not perfect. I may go back and do a few more takes. But this is the general idea.)

The twist is that these plans have been in place since before Databinder. Like, in the War of the Worlds remake, when they realized the alien tripods had been buried underground long before the cities they rose up to destroy.

Spooky. Databinder’s film debut isn’t quite as dramatic—but don’t tell it that.