New Askew has set up shop in the City of Brotherly Love, Philadelphia (the irony of a movie entitled JERSEY GIRL being based in Pennsylvania is not lost on us), and boy, does this town live up to the moniker. I’ve never encountered a nicer bunch of folks populating a major metropolitan area. Fuck, these Philadelphians make the legendarily polite Canadians look like Angelenos by comparison. (…) However, lack of statue notwithstanding, we like Philly and her peeps thus far. Shit, we’d better like it; because it wasn’t easy getting to Philly. Miramax wanted us to shoot the new flick in Toronto, initially. And while Toronto is a lovely city, there’s just nothing up there that remotely resembles the world we’re trying to recreate, unless the world we were trying to recreate has a Tim Horton’s Doughnuts on every corner, and a little Maple Leaf in all the logos on the 7-11 signs.
By basing the production in Philly, we can take advantage of the wonderful crew base that’s been growing here, courtesy of M. Night Multi-Syllabic-Last-Name (the SIXTH SENSE guy), who, apparently, refuses to shoot anywhere but the Philadelphia area, and has made the Powers That Be enough bank to stand by the courage of his convictions. When a brother’s never made a flick that’s broken the thirty-million dollar glass ceiling, he doesn’t get to stomp his feet and say “We’re shooting the whole fucking movie in the real Highlands.” Well, he can, but he’ll wind up basing out of Philly anyway. Money talks, and motherfuckin’ Silent Bob walks.