Jason Perrin

Jason Perrin—yeah, the guy’s name pops up in some of those wild, offbeat corners of indie cinema. He’s attached to titles like I Am Here.... Now (2009), which, honestly, if you’ve ever dipped your toes into Neil Breen’s universe, you already know it’s a trip. Aliens, existential dread, and a vibe that’s somewhere between art film and fever dream. Perrin shows up right in the middle of all that, kind of like a lost soul wandering through a landscape that’s falling apart in slow motion. Then there’s Dead Punkz (1999). Talk about a blast from the late-night VHS past. This one’s got that grimy, DIY energy—punk rockers, chaos, probably a lot of black eyeliner and questionable choices. Perrin’s role fits right in with the manic energy, like he was just born to be in the middle of that wild, anarchic mess. You can almost smell the stale beer and hear the amps buzzing. Let’s not forget Astro-Zombies M3: Cloned (2010), which, yeah, the title alone tells you you’re not signing up for Oscar bait. It’s got that classic B-movie, Saturday night at the drive-in feel. Mad scientists, clones, and weird sci-fi nonsense—Perrin’s right there, hamming it up with the best of ‘em. The kind of stuff that’s so out-there, you can’t help but grin. Basically, Jason Perrin’s filmography is like rummaging through a box of cult classics—strange, messy, but never, ever boring.