We've changed the title yet again. I couldn't live with myself trying to make a title like "Creature of the Sunnyside up Trailer Park" work with my film. Someone even suggested calling it "The Creature that ate Yo Mama". Yeah, that's a funny title, but it's incredibly stupid as well. Six Cat, please leave that kind of wisdom for "Farting on Ice". Also, beware of that radioactivity that's headed your way.


SIX CAT

I viewed our film yesterday after taking a break from it. I like it. It's not just trailer trash. Though it is supposed to be campy, cheesy, and corny, it is also innocently operatic and mythical. I guess it's this mixture that's throwing those with a Playstation 2/MTV mentality off. This will never be a Playstation 2/MTV film. We set out to make a 50's style drive-in movie with a message and we did that. People, it's the kind of film you can laugh at. You're supposed to. You can neck, sneak a doobie or a snort, or even fuck a giant squid during the movie. That's okay. Take a break from our Hyperkinetic, fast-paced soulless world. All I want is for people to have an unpretentious, non-Playstation 2/MTV good time as an audience. That's what this film is all about. Now, I'm going to finish my Hemmingway breakfast-- stale soda biscuits dipped in bacon fat washed down with cold black coffee-- and go to work. Thank you for your time.