Eventually, I ended up last week with 37 unbelievably beautiful surreal episodes of THE AVENGERS. Starting with 1964's Honor Blackman playing Lindsay Lohan in tight black GREASE 2 tits&ass leather, standing in for me as Chloe Moretz in her more full figure look in January's retro 50s PLAYBOY issue. Shot to the max by Elvis' girly magazine photog in the LIVE A LITTLE LOVE A LITTLE SUCK A LITTLE FUCK A LITTLE 69 movie made back in the day when Jen's FATHER KNOWS BEST soap opera daddies were fucking their teenage daughters who looked like Debbie Reynolds in MR IMPERIUM.
Hence the gentile Chocolate Mtns along Rt.111 started shaking again right when England's latest Alfie actor filed his divorce papers inside the LA court house at street number 111 against that silly apostate Christian woman from California who got married to him on top of a parade of elephants in India.
Cheap romantic fireworks that are made on location in Quentin Tarantino's exploitative Asia almost always explode very loudly and quickly and end up with bright as the moon flash-in-the-pan results in just minutes. Just ask Sandra Bullock.
My own private film festival schedule for THE AVENGERS' 19666 series now looks like it is going to be running up to the opening of the Sundance Film Festival in Park City, Utah. That they say is being dominated this winter by a host of Canadian indie films from Vancouver, BC.
GSR/TWN
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Friday, December 30, 2011
WOODY ALLEN AS COMEDIC ACTOR IS STILL MONEY
As much as I love the idea of James Franco playing Hugh Hefner in the new Linda Lovelace biopic, that would pale in comparison to Woody Allen starring in a new straight-faced craptastic reality show parody of Hef struggling with my wife Lindsay Lohan to take off her G-string and give us the full Monty.
The project would definitely have to include a lot of Woody Allen three-way cut away scenes with young blonds as a Hugh Hefner fully clothed in his silk pajamas sporting a two hour purple pill woody that never seems to end.
Something this money would probably have to be self financed by a Larry David style Jerry Seinfeld partnership, because a movie like DEEP THROAT would never get made by today's aging Hollywood Jews and their neo lesbian wives in a million years. Even though America's film festival hordes are starving for some kind of a new wave return to the original values that made them fall in love with cinema in the first place.
Yeah I know, Woody is slightly too young to play the Hef circa 2011. But that is the whole point. That's the physical transfiguration blood cleansing blood sucking joke.
Remember, you are going to be producing this retro indie film as a kind of artistic revenge movie during the upcoming Republican landslide that will destroy everything that you loved about post 1960s America. And me and my niggers will be there to protect you from them.
Back on 12.19 at 12:06 am Cris Wood time, the voice of a very angry white man woke me up, that said, "F you!.. F Ms Clinton!!"
GSR/TWN
The project would definitely have to include a lot of Woody Allen three-way cut away scenes with young blonds as a Hugh Hefner fully clothed in his silk pajamas sporting a two hour purple pill woody that never seems to end.
Something this money would probably have to be self financed by a Larry David style Jerry Seinfeld partnership, because a movie like DEEP THROAT would never get made by today's aging Hollywood Jews and their neo lesbian wives in a million years. Even though America's film festival hordes are starving for some kind of a new wave return to the original values that made them fall in love with cinema in the first place.
Yeah I know, Woody is slightly too young to play the Hef circa 2011. But that is the whole point. That's the physical transfiguration blood cleansing blood sucking joke.
Remember, you are going to be producing this retro indie film as a kind of artistic revenge movie during the upcoming Republican landslide that will destroy everything that you loved about post 1960s America. And me and my niggers will be there to protect you from them.
Back on 12.19 at 12:06 am Cris Wood time, the voice of a very angry white man woke me up, that said, "F you!.. F Ms Clinton!!"
GSR/TWN
THE AVENGERS NOTES: 2
NEVER, NEVER SAY DIE is 1967's episode about the two witnesses of Judah and Ephraim who drive the liberal professor robots so crazy that they go around smashing radios. Even the same Obama robots known as 'Obots' who switch into frenzy mode every time some new indisputable report comes out about the usurper's stolen Social Security number and his phony computer generated birth certificate.
Hence the prophetic 1967 episode ends with Mr Steed and Mrs Peel watching television and joking about phony "plastic politicians" of the "north eastern" part of their country, like Newt Gingrich who sees no reason to require that a sitting president produce his original 1961 birth papers. Since every single computer graphics expert who has examined Obama's television birth certificate has said that it is a total fabrication, made from at least three different sets of 1961 era typewriter fonts. For starters.
The recent passing of Tarzan's supposed sidekick named Cheeta is a Providential warning from Rush Limbaugh's area that my own sidekick cheater is about to die, politically speaking. And that the traditional prophetic TARZAN elephant stampede of the first beast's period can be heard in the distance. As confirmed by the fact that nobody can find Cheeta's original birth records, and most investigators believe that this Cheeta was a cheater and an imposter. [Pronounced 'you a cheata' in ghetto slang.]
The horrific Christmas day fire in Con/necti/cut was about the abomination of desolation's 9/layer cut-and-paste con job. That includes his verified use of a stolen Social Security number, probably from a deceased person in Hawaii. Which his grandmother would have acquired, who did volunteer secretarial work for the local state coroner office. Where originally new Hawaii residents were given Connecticut based SS numbers, but the start-up practice ceased years before Obama was born in Kenya, and then given a perfectly legal Hawaiian birth certificate after the fact.
The only reason he needed a fake SS number later was because Obama had become an adopted Indonesian citizen, which voided Hawaii's replacement birth certificate that was legally given to him as a typical out of state baby born to a Hawaii resident mother. Hence Sherif Joe is about to show that there are no micro-film birth records for Obama on file, between the babies born the day before, and the day after, his 8.4.61 birth in Kenya.
As revealed in D&C 77, the two witnesses are called unto the Jews. Therefore the British actor who plays the driver who symbolically kills the two witnesses in NEVER, NEVER SAY DIE, and then they rise up from the dead, looks so obviously Jewish.
GSR/TWN
Hence the prophetic 1967 episode ends with Mr Steed and Mrs Peel watching television and joking about phony "plastic politicians" of the "north eastern" part of their country, like Newt Gingrich who sees no reason to require that a sitting president produce his original 1961 birth papers. Since every single computer graphics expert who has examined Obama's television birth certificate has said that it is a total fabrication, made from at least three different sets of 1961 era typewriter fonts. For starters.
The recent passing of Tarzan's supposed sidekick named Cheeta is a Providential warning from Rush Limbaugh's area that my own sidekick cheater is about to die, politically speaking. And that the traditional prophetic TARZAN elephant stampede of the first beast's period can be heard in the distance. As confirmed by the fact that nobody can find Cheeta's original birth records, and most investigators believe that this Cheeta was a cheater and an imposter. [Pronounced 'you a cheata' in ghetto slang.]
The horrific Christmas day fire in Con/necti/cut was about the abomination of desolation's 9/layer cut-and-paste con job. That includes his verified use of a stolen Social Security number, probably from a deceased person in Hawaii. Which his grandmother would have acquired, who did volunteer secretarial work for the local state coroner office. Where originally new Hawaii residents were given Connecticut based SS numbers, but the start-up practice ceased years before Obama was born in Kenya, and then given a perfectly legal Hawaiian birth certificate after the fact.
The only reason he needed a fake SS number later was because Obama had become an adopted Indonesian citizen, which voided Hawaii's replacement birth certificate that was legally given to him as a typical out of state baby born to a Hawaii resident mother. Hence Sherif Joe is about to show that there are no micro-film birth records for Obama on file, between the babies born the day before, and the day after, his 8.4.61 birth in Kenya.
As revealed in D&C 77, the two witnesses are called unto the Jews. Therefore the British actor who plays the driver who symbolically kills the two witnesses in NEVER, NEVER SAY DIE, and then they rise up from the dead, looks so obviously Jewish.
GSR/TWN
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
OPEN CASTING CALL FOR SWINGERS
I'm just as surprised as you are that a 20 pounds lighter Miley Cyrus showed up to audition for Tarantino's new underaged sexploitation movie co-starring yours truly on my 2BC 91' yacht in the south of France. Where they filmed my DIRTY ROTTEN SCOUNDRELS physical transfiguration prophecy, co-starring Keira Knightley et al, at:
http://justjared.buzznet.com/photo-gallery/2612886/miley-laundromat-03/fullsize/
Which makes me wonder now if a 1970s LOVE BOAT karate parody sequel might begin somewhere on a Scandinavian yacht from Seattle, that goes around the world and ends up docking at the final KILL CRUISE indie film location at the end of the 80s. Based upon that extremely accurate black and white look alike poster of yours truly above the bed where Liz and I have a three way with the blond Sienna Miller look alike Ms Kensit. Or the other way around the world, whatever.
And then we end up docking at what's left of the Cannes Film Festival after some mother fucking fanatic sets off a loose A-bomb in the heart of Paris. So now you can make a full length feature film for about 10 cents on the dollar. And all you really need is a big old yacht that you picked up for 10k in Hong Kong or Australia or wherever. In confirmation of Roman Polanski's low budget KNIFE IN THE WATER prophecy from 1962 at:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Knife_in_the_Water_(film)
Think of it as a latter-day Noah's Ark movie, where the luxury boat is full of animals who need to breed in order to re-populate a new world, post 1260 days REV.12 flood prophecy. Kind of like a Scientology cruise ship sailing around the world, that no particular government authority can fuck with, or figure out, while I am fucking whoever Jesus wants me to fuck on the high seas.
http://justjared.buzznet.com/photo-gallery/2612886/miley-laundromat-03/fullsize/
Which makes me wonder now if a 1970s LOVE BOAT karate parody sequel might begin somewhere on a Scandinavian yacht from Seattle, that goes around the world and ends up docking at the final KILL CRUISE indie film location at the end of the 80s. Based upon that extremely accurate black and white look alike poster of yours truly above the bed where Liz and I have a three way with the blond Sienna Miller look alike Ms Kensit. Or the other way around the world, whatever.
And then we end up docking at what's left of the Cannes Film Festival after some mother fucking fanatic sets off a loose A-bomb in the heart of Paris. So now you can make a full length feature film for about 10 cents on the dollar. And all you really need is a big old yacht that you picked up for 10k in Hong Kong or Australia or wherever. In confirmation of Roman Polanski's low budget KNIFE IN THE WATER prophecy from 1962 at:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Knife_in_the_Water_(film)
Think of it as a latter-day Noah's Ark movie, where the luxury boat is full of animals who need to breed in order to re-populate a new world, post 1260 days REV.12 flood prophecy. Kind of like a Scientology cruise ship sailing around the world, that no particular government authority can fuck with, or figure out, while I am fucking whoever Jesus wants me to fuck on the high seas.
THE AVENGERS NOTES:
My own private holiday season film festival for THE AVENGERS series will probably run all week. So for Sienna's birthday I watched 1967's final episode where John Steed's second wife Tara King is introduced, after Mrs Peel's Mr Steed look alike husband was finally found in Adriana Lima's Brazil. Per the new clips of the VICTORIA'S SECRET [agent] model practicing her fighting skills at the secret agency's training center, like at:
http://fitperez.com/2011-10-26-adrianna-lima-boxes-in-miami
THE FORGET-ME-KNOT episode follows a Daniel Craig look alike 007 agent whose memory has been erased by traitors to the Crown. That ends when Steed's new wife clobbers the bad guy with a huge Israelite mason brick tucked in her designer bag. Which answers the story's basic question, "Who are you?" After having started out with her role playing a hilarious black transsexual Barack Obama traitor figure who introduces an amusing look alike thread of confused sexual identity, including the agency's head REV.17 man named 'Mother'.
"Mother sent me... Tea?" is what Steed's new way-too-young wife, Ms King, says when she appears at his flat, ready for action and a good spot of "T". [He takes it with three lumps of sugar.]
1967's THE LIVING DEAD episode is about a secret underground church movement lead by an amazing Sting look alike, with suspicious racist motives, who is plotting to take over a zombie infested England after the royal shit hits the fan. Complete with abandoned Israelite gold and silver mines and about a "ten to fifteen years" time-line that matches the [1260 days period] length of my GSR/TWN recruiting, counting from 1996.
GSR/TWN
OOPS:
After logging this post I noticed it's 2.22 birth date time-stamp for one of Charlie's Angels.
http://fitperez.com/2011-10-26-adrianna-lima-boxes-in-miami
THE FORGET-ME-KNOT episode follows a Daniel Craig look alike 007 agent whose memory has been erased by traitors to the Crown. That ends when Steed's new wife clobbers the bad guy with a huge Israelite mason brick tucked in her designer bag. Which answers the story's basic question, "Who are you?" After having started out with her role playing a hilarious black transsexual Barack Obama traitor figure who introduces an amusing look alike thread of confused sexual identity, including the agency's head REV.17 man named 'Mother'.
"Mother sent me... Tea?" is what Steed's new way-too-young wife, Ms King, says when she appears at his flat, ready for action and a good spot of "T". [He takes it with three lumps of sugar.]
1967's THE LIVING DEAD episode is about a secret underground church movement lead by an amazing Sting look alike, with suspicious racist motives, who is plotting to take over a zombie infested England after the royal shit hits the fan. Complete with abandoned Israelite gold and silver mines and about a "ten to fifteen years" time-line that matches the [1260 days period] length of my GSR/TWN recruiting, counting from 1996.
GSR/TWN
OOPS:
After logging this post I noticed it's 2.22 birth date time-stamp for one of Charlie's Angels.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
DON'T FORGET TO DUCK FUCK
Baz got that nice 3-stitches size shot to the head last Thursday by the same coin-op doll prize crane that Chloe was playing with in her recent Christmas gift pictorial for SUCK magazine, circa 1997, at:
http://justjared.buzznet.com/photo-gallery/2605300/chloe-moretz-asos-06/fullsize/
The brief reports don't say what Baz was shooting in such a tight little space. But one has to imagine that it was something really hot, and very down under.
Whatever, it gave the cast a little more down time in confirmation of my last Tarantino posting about his next exploitation revenge movie.
Wherein yours truly makes Emma Watson suck on my captain's hat cock if she wants a part in his next retro art house Cannes Film Festival entry. Her having lost a good 20 pounds in order to look like her Harry Potter co-star circa 16-17 years-old, but with the traditional short cabin-boy haircut, at:
http://www.picspunch.com/2011/03/19/beautiful-celebs-posing-on-vespa-scooters/
Who now is a sexually frustrated and confused Brown University freshman virgin spending the weekend around nearby Newport's great Fitzgerald playground for the very liberal and very rich. [Think John Kerry wants to meet John Fing Kennedy.] Because her uptight Victorian's secret era mum never let her sleep with her daddy, as prophetically portrayed in the indie film's brilliant limited platform release exclusive up in Iceland at:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Who's_Your_Daddy%3F_(film)
Low budget hard R buzz movies often get traction when they can incorporate a large prestige ensemble cast that gives everybody involved the kind of artistic cover that they need to work for scale and have a little film trailer fun on their down time. In between major terrorist attack projects and the usual follow-up period required for the economy to get back on it's feet, etc.
"I forgot to duck..." [Ronald Reagan]
GSR/TWN
http://justjared.buzznet.com/photo-gallery/2605300/chloe-moretz-asos-06/fullsize/
The brief reports don't say what Baz was shooting in such a tight little space. But one has to imagine that it was something really hot, and very down under.
Whatever, it gave the cast a little more down time in confirmation of my last Tarantino posting about his next exploitation revenge movie.
Wherein yours truly makes Emma Watson suck on my captain's hat cock if she wants a part in his next retro art house Cannes Film Festival entry. Her having lost a good 20 pounds in order to look like her Harry Potter co-star circa 16-17 years-old, but with the traditional short cabin-boy haircut, at:
http://www.picspunch.com/2011/03/19/beautiful-celebs-posing-on-vespa-scooters/
Who now is a sexually frustrated and confused Brown University freshman virgin spending the weekend around nearby Newport's great Fitzgerald playground for the very liberal and very rich. [Think John Kerry wants to meet John Fing Kennedy.] Because her uptight Victorian's secret era mum never let her sleep with her daddy, as prophetically portrayed in the indie film's brilliant limited platform release exclusive up in Iceland at:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Who's_Your_Daddy%3F_(film)
Low budget hard R buzz movies often get traction when they can incorporate a large prestige ensemble cast that gives everybody involved the kind of artistic cover that they need to work for scale and have a little film trailer fun on their down time. In between major terrorist attack projects and the usual follow-up period required for the economy to get back on it's feet, etc.
"I forgot to duck..." [Ronald Reagan]
GSR/TWN
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