Arlington-based filmmaker Frank Mosley remembers the first movie he ever acted in. It wasn’t directed by him. His father ran the camcorder for a one-boy version of The Wizard of Oz in which the 4-year-old Mosley played all of the major movie parts. His dad also guest-starred as the soldier who announces to the cast: “She’s dead, the witch is dead.”
Cute as that scenario was, it bred an aggressive desire in Mosley to conceive and capture his stories on camera. By the age of nine, he was shooting with a digital camera, making increasingly elaborate horror movies in his backyard featuring school friends and his cousin Megan. The great monsters of Universal Studios, as created by Bela Lugosi and Boris Karloff, were his obsession then, as befitting a kid who wanted to grow up to be a paranormal investigator and an archeologist. After all of those hours young Frank spent recording mock-serious action in the frame of his own camera, however, it finally dawned on him: This was what he wanted to do with his adult life.