“I shudder when I think of the bestial impulses that so often flood my imagination. I am considered a decent citizen because I manage to keep these mental debaucheries from becoming antisocial actions; but as far as I, the lone individual, am concerned, I am that depraved being. And perhaps these orgies of the imagination are all the worse because they are never relieved by actions.” -- Charles Burchfield
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A couple thoughts:
a) I accidentally did a google search for “the pp” while attempting to find thepiratebay.
b) This was the first result.
c) This was made in 2010, which is either a genius reappropriation of a culturally resurgent dated aesthetic, or proof that innocence still exists in the universe.
d) It has over two million views, so I’m sure that some of you may have already seen this.
e) But on the off chance that you haven’t, please do yourself the small favor of clicking play so you can experience one minute and twenty four seconds of dumb struck awe that is The P-P-Platypus Song by Steve Axtell.
I had just finished doing an Armed Forces Day broadcast, you know, Voice of America and all that bullshit. I had just walked this pretty white girl named Judy out to get a cab. She got in the cab, and I’m standing there in front of Birdland wringing wet because it’s a hot, steaming, muggy night in August. This white policeman comes up to me and tells me to move on. At the time I was doing a lot of boxing and so I thought to myself, I ought to hit this motherfucker because I knew what he was doing. But instead I said, “Move on, for what? I’m working downstairs. That’s my name up there, Miles Davis,” and I pointed to my name on the marquee all up in lights. He said, “I don’t care where you work, I said move on! If you don’t move on I’m going to arrest you.” I just looked at his face real straight and hard, and I didn’t move. Then he said, “You’re under arrest!”
"A mysterious outsider’s quiet life is turned upside down when he returns to his childhood home to carry out an act of vengeance. Proving himself an amateur assassin, he winds up in a brutal fight to protect his estranged family."
I met Jeremy Saulnier and Macon Blair at Slamdance in 2007 while they were promoting their last film together (Murder Party) and I was in competition with my first short. Jeremy and Macon epitomised the kind of filmmakers I looked up to at the time. Through sheer determination and a substantial amount of credit card debt, they were able to make Murder Party a reality. It’s encouraging to see them continue their work together with this project.
The film opens in limited theatrical release and VOD on April 25th. Please support the efforts of truly talented filmmakers refining their craft.