At the end of the movie, Kevin Neece jokes that he offered up his vintage adult film collection as tribute to Hekate and the Three Norns to bring the power back on... only to have the power come back on a few seconds later, which technically did happen, right after shooting his final scene about Venting Anger against God. Kevin Neece's power finally came back on after 58 hours and a few minutes later, his ex wife Angela texted him that her power was now shut off as she lived in an apartment on a separate power grid. Shortly after completing the film and compiling the video, Kevin Neece slipped on a wet floor while walking out of the back room and busted his wrist on his right hand. Not exactly broken. Not fractured either. Just busted, tense sprained muscles that have limited the use of his right hand. Guess what nightly activities that right hand was being using for. Guess the Goddesses didn't find his End Credit Joke to be so funny after all. Hell Hath No Fury Like a Goddess Scorned.
Kevin Neece's thoughts on the final finished film: "I'm sure this movie would have been a hundred times more interesting if there had been some sort of bullshit staged fictional Tennessee Williams drama going on but that's simply not what it was. What you see on camera is what our experience was like. Everybody on the News is screaming Disaster Disaster Disaster! Homes Lost! Lives Destroyed! and at the center of it all are three people waiting around in boredom scheduling out their day by plotting out meals on a Camper Stove. That's just what it was for us."
The film has been described as a slice of life "Cinema Verite", an old french style of filmmaking that follows normal people around without a plot or direction allowing them to do whatever the hell that want. This was accidental on Kevin Neece's part. Back in the 1960s it was considered experimental and new compared to normal cinema being presented in theaters. Now in 2021, anybody with an iPhone7 can do it.