I’ve bemoaned Jane Doe too often here on Script Mag and my own site Script Gods. It’s the single feature-film I directed with a 250K budget, a doomed movie that somehow ended up making a couple million bucks (Calista Flockhart, our lead, becoming Ally McBeal a year later might have had something to do with it), landing on Entertainment Tonight and in a shitload of Blockbuster video stores, back in the prehistoric days when there were video stores.