Thanks to a pesky 12-page confidentiality agreement, details on the mystery film are wrapped tighter than J.Lo's baby bump. As the Blair Witchesque rumor-mongering reaches a frenzy, "there's a feeling if I told someone, I'd step out of a restaurant and a man in a black suit would hit me with a chloroform napkin," laughs Stahl-David.
Still, for this media-challenged thespian, even a mutant-lizard flick has its human moments. "It's about friends," he says, "and how extreme situations bring out things in ourselves we didn't know were there." Yeah, yeah, self-discoverybut how about a plot hint? "Some people survive the night, some don't," he starts. "We're in the subway at Coney Islandsee, I'm tempted to tell things I'm not supposed to!" Fair enough, although this much is certain: We know a star when we see one, and this guy has a monster future.