Thursday, March 06, 2003

When things get intense, my

When things get intense, my brain goes into hyper-ferment.  The thing I can’t stop thinking about at present is a hypothetical independent filmmaker in New Jersey’s industrial heartland, who winds up documenting the outbreak of a terrible disease that shuts down the city and makes people brutalize each other.  I’m thinking his name should be Trenton Quarrantino. 

Glad I got that off my chest.