
You're gonna have to talk about it. People will light their cigarettes, look you in the eye and say, "What's it about?"
Oh. Well. Ahem. It's about loneliness in the information age. Sort of. Or what happens to someone when they try to suppress their inner pervert. How it seeps through the pores, smelling a lot worse than it would if you'd let it out in the first place.
Gross. Don't put them off their crantinis.
Okay, it's about love. How two people can be perfect for each other, but if one of them hates himself, it's not gonna work. And, of course, fear. Fear of revealing your unattractive parts. Or fear of what faulty programming is gonna cause you're entire infrastructure to collapse. Thus the Y2K thing...
Dude. It's supposed to be funny. Remember to mention that it's a COMEDY. Sounds like a grad thesis the way you talk about it. The guy sticks his dick in a computer for fuck's sake. It's absurd.
That's true. And people like that word. They like to pronounce it like it's spelled with a Z, "abzurd".
Maybe you don't KNOW what it's about. Ever think of that?
Yes, thank-you very much, I certainly have, but I can't very well go around saying that. I mean, maybe Harmony Korine can and he's just eccentric, but not me. Not at the Toronto International Film Festival. People are gonna want to know WHY. Why would I make my brother take off his clothes and "compulate" with a Dell? And commit it to film. And show people the film. And say, watch carefully, this MEANS something...
What if people think that you fuck computers?
That?s ridiculous. Did people think Lynne was into dead guys after she made Kissed? Okay, probably. But that's good publicity, right? Kinda punk rock. Balls out, so to speak. Maybe I should start a rumor that I?m a compuphile. I won't get laid, but I might get some Japanese press.
You know, it's possible that you're flipping out. Control Alt Delete is about a lot of things, and that's cool. Relax. Be yourself. Talk to them like you would someone at a bar, which is where you'll probably be. Let people into your young filmmaker neurosis. Hell, write the blog Jesse asked you to in that style. It'll be endearing.
Good idea.