Truman Capote was completely unaware when he was taking this selfie that it would eventually inspire Tennessee Williams to write “The Night of the Iguana”… Note: This is part of an on-going experiment at Bonnywood. Details found here.
Marlon: “I know you’re keeping secrets from me, now spill it!” Vivien: “Moi? Why, whatever could you be talking about?” Marlon: “Like why is this hand so much bigger than your other one?” Note: This is part of an on-going experiment at Bonnywood. Details found here.
Casting Call on the set of “Peach Blossom Clambake”, left to right… Starlet #1: “I’m going to smile like hell even though I know I’m having a bad hair day. Momma always said that clean, pretty teeth will keep you out of jail. Of course, Momma drank […]
Little Sally: “Are we really supposed to eat that? It looks like roadkill.” Little Billy: “I know it’s not pretty. But it’s only a month until Christmas and you know what that means.” Little Sally: “That there will be another one of these dead birds on the table?” […]
Kim: “Now, Marlon, let’s not jump to conclusions here.” Marlon: “How can I not jump? I come home from a hard day’s work of looking sexy as hell on the streets of New Orleans and I find this!” Kim: “It’s not what you think.” Marlon: “Well, I think […]
Click here to read this story from the beginning… Note: When the curtain came down on the previous scene, Mrs. Kim, anti-heroine, wife of the boss and practiced sigher, had just collapsed on her favorite feinting cot, at least according to a dream sequence that has been […]
Click here to read this story from the beginning… Once you open the oddly-large wooden doors of the “Cool Breeze” Beer Emporium and Bad-Taste Discotheque, you find yourself in an equally-odd vestibule of sorts, one that gives no indication as to why a vestibule is even remotely […]
Little Sally: “Are we really supposed to eat that? It looks like roadkill.” Little Billy: “I know it’s not pretty. But it’s only a month until Christmas and you know what that means.” Little Sally: “That there will be another one of these dead birds on the table?” […]
Director: “Has anybody seen Marlon? I need him on the set.” Bitter Scriptwriter: “Why does he have to be here? My words are superb. Anybody could do this scene, assuming that they can read.” Not-bitter Production Assistant who still believed that she could bed The Brando given the […]
Note: This is a re-post from a few years ago, so you can ignore the bit about it being my birthday. No need to buy me a gift. Unless you didn’t get me anything back then and I’m still waiting on it… For my last birthday, I […]
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