Billy Brown
Since I'm going out to see High Voltage tonight, I've decided to "blog before I party" right now. I haven't really learned anything yet today so I'm leaving a quote from Vincent Gallo, one of my favorite actor and director combos. Last night I watched for the third or fourth time his sick little love story, Buffalo '66. I love this movie. Pre-anorexic and totally cute Christina Ricci plays his kidnapped, glitter-blue eye shadowed, somber, tap-dancing "wife" perfectly. Vincent plays Billy Brown, who is actually, probably, really, Vincent Gallo.
"I don't trust or love anyone. Because people are so creepy. Creepy creepy creeps. Creeping around. Creeping here and creeping there. Creeping everywhere. Crippity crappity creepies."
When I was looking for a good Gallo quote, I learned something about him that doesn't surprise me in the least.
At one time he offered to sell his sperm for a million dollars, to anyone who didn't have an "extremely dark complexion". He offered discounts to women who were blonde-haired, blue-eyed or had genealogical ties to German soldiers from the mid-20th century. Generously, he also offered to impregnate through intercourse for only an additional hundred grand, but he would waive the fee for anyone he found attractive. Not only that, he's offered himself as an escort to "do things that couples do" with any woman, "even black chicks" for a fee of 50 grand. Double that for a lesbian couple. Plus expenses of course.
I'm sorry. Really. But I love this guy. He can make me uncomfortable like nobody else. He's so raw and freaky and honest and well, creepy, that I can't help but love him.
Hate me if you must.
7 comments:
I'm sorry for you. Based soely on watching and sometimes fast forwarding through a time warp know as "Brown Bunny" I can't help but think that screenplay must have taken up a voluminous score or so of paper. The simplicity intended to underscore the depth of his emotion surrounding his guilt and loss does not make up for the numerous periods of silence in this ninety minute sensory deprevation exercise: Be it driving though town to his old home, the camera on him in the car or the motorcycle racing. For God's sake he could have at least picked some decent music or insesantly chain smoked. Besides the money shot for the whole movie was a stinking BJ from a ghost!.... we'll need to talk the next time we smoke cloves on your porch
If you base your opinion solely on "Brown Bunny", then I concur. Even though I love Gallo, I didn't like the Bunny flick.
Is this Jason?
I'll have to give kuddo's(spelled right?) to Gallo. This guy wrote and directed a screenplay where he gets his pole smoked in the end by some hot actress. Whether is was a prosthetic or not, the man is a genius. If it were a prosthetic it would be absolutely hilarious to watch someone act that out cameras rolling. If not a prosthetic, Bonus(bonerus)!
Has no clue what this movie is or the actor.. off to google about both.. then to watch one of my favorite movies "Secretary"...
Thanks for my birthday lunch-chi-chi today. YUMMY. It didn't cause any contractions today, but it shore did taste good!
And I know you're jealous of my fashionable puffy slip-ons and piggie socks. Perhaps I'll let you borrow them when this pregnancy thing is done. You can thank me later.
I found this today
Stunt-cock wants money
And then there's this:
http://www.lostcolonyentertainment.com/projects/biography/jacobchristner/jacobchristnerbiography.htm
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