by Chillbear Latrigue
August 2, 2012 in Kubrick Film Contest
Tags: Fluent Italian, Sausage Biscuit Addiction
FIDELIO! Nice job! Laughed. Didn’t cry. Hope to see this in the festivals, if you cannes.
This is why I’m glad I never completed my Kubrick film — I had a feeling I would not have stood a chance. And I was right. This is hilarious (and a nice use of the music from “Eyes Wide Shut,” which was a far inferior film to yours but did have significantly more boobs).
So I was kind of hoping it would get a little bit gay there at the end, but still, a tour de force.
All of the really gay scenes ended up on the cutting room floor. Well, the SBT cutting room floor, anyway. It was bought by an art house shop that said they were also making videos about sausage. Look when someone waves a five-dollar bill under your nose, you don’t ask questions.
I was sort of hoping that the microwave would open and a whole lot of blood would pour out.
(And dammit, why can’t I comment under my WS alias?)
I know! What’s going on with the comments? This is where I say my most inappropriate things, so non-Google-able anonymity is key. I made a new account and it seems to be using misslinda instead of my real name, but I don’t know how to get my Peep back.
Also, bravo Chillbear.
Okay, I figured out the avatar thing, but change is scary. Hold me?
There is NO such thing and ‘non-google-able’. One quick search, and the general public can see anyone’s comments over the years, other screen names (deleted…), etc. Anything and everything you say on all of your favorite sites is being published in the public domain. Each word you create and publish is carefully indexed by these sites and stored under your name (or alias). Real time searches and search engines will produce your latest comments on Facebook or any other network they like just as soon as someone types in your name or nickname. Every detail can be traced back to you. Anyone can access this information, even if they aren’t your follower or friend.
If you think your comments or posts are safe in private groups, think again.
Greyson Stone seems like kind of a jerk.
You people are too kind. I’m sure that if you set aside two weeks of your life and alienated everyone you knew while you “worked on your art,” you would have produced far superior films.
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