This was an advertisement I did for Right Fit, a casting company specializing in different kinds of…boys. Yeah, I know. Listen, we all have to make a living and the early 90s were pretty hard on me, so I might have taken a job or two that didn’t exactly seem okay.
Here’s some goofy shit that doesn’t quite qualify as art, but does qualify as my desperately appealing for your praise, attention, and scorn — I’ll take scorn. Please.
Part 1 in a potentially endless series of what every text conversation would look like between the male and female leads in every single film by Jean-Luc Godard.
I don’t buy it.