Show went really well. about a hundred people--the bulk of them Karl's.
It was insane that these people were there for this film, which they were in NO
way prepared to see. HaHa! Luckily I had my people too-- My parents, Tim, Stef,
Jay, Ramiro (the singer from my brother's band), and a couple of Stef's friends.

 The Q&A was fucking classic! I wish you could have seen it. At one point this
irritating bitch was trying to fish me into admitting some kind of hopeful message
and as Ramiro put it " instead you just threw her a steaming bowl of nihilism."--
But the best part-- there was pie! Wegmans donated some pies. Romiro said it
eminded him of some kind of Dada performance art. "you're going to watch a priest
fuck a girl in the ass---then have some pie!"

 A very surreal evening. I'll have to give you the full rundown next time we talk.

 Pie, Eric. Pie!

Im going to assume what this is about, and who its from...

Thanks to the Internet shock art has lost nearly all of it's value.

The haughty Transgressive movement has been routed by the Brawndo swilling masses! Making a film about fucking a dead girl's mouth as an art statement becomes infantile narcissism after you've seen the real thing.

I don't mean to fully discount your friend's film however. I'm always ready to watch a priest fuck a chick in the ass.

Well, you see, this wasn't him showing a film about the rise of fascism as a savior of humanity in a post-Rapture world to an audience of art freaks and internet people, this was him showing a film about the rise of fascism as a savior of humanity in a post-Rapture world to an audience of "normal" people, yuppies, and the Jewish guy who owns the Cardinals. This was not the safe environment circle-jerking avant gardists tend to make for themselves.

Hence, the amusement.

Hence, pie.

St Louis or Arizona?

Neither of us follow sports.

It's whichever one has a guy who likes to finance documentaries about the Holocaust.

Oops!

Dont you know the Holocaust never occured!