Because I know interesting people sometimes the beget me more interesting people.
Such as Lowell begot Bill who then begot Willy who then begot Faust.
Frank from work met a guy while working at Best Buy that is a movie producer. Well, he is sort of a movie producer. He moved out to Iowa from some place out East and is trying to raise enough money to make a movie.
He hasn’t made the movie, but he has made a movie that is over 90 minutes long about the movie he wants to make. It includes lots of his theories on movie making. Lots of the sets he wants to use. Pictures of the women that are going to be in the movie in bikinis. Pictures of horses that will be in the movie. Pictures of dogs that will be in the movie.
However, nowhere in the sale pitch does he indicate what the movie is actually about. The closest you get to know what the movie is about is the discussion of the characters that will be in the movie and you can combine that with the sets that will be used for the movie and maybe get an idea of what is going to happen in this movie.
There is one exception. One little sliver of information that comes through. The producer does include 5 rehearsals of one scene from the movie. Here is the dialogue from that one scene, starring the producer as the lead character from the movie, talking to somebody that isn’t there:
(Try to imagine this being said with a Jersey accent, by a guy wearing a leather jacket and gloves.)
What does that mean? What you just did? I saw that.
I see women doing that? What does that mean?
You pulled your shirt down over your butt. What does that mean?
Does that mean that you think your butt’s too big?
Or perhaps I’m not aesthetically qualified to give you the once over?
Or maybe I’m not financially qualified to give you the once over?
Babe, you’re like a fantasy world?
Like a dream world. Like a dream world.
I don’t think it is too big of a stretch to call it poetry.