My Dad was visiting last week and I pulled this off his camera. I watched it about 9 times and at last I realized his piece was saying:
"If one examines neocapitalist construction, one is faced with a choice: either accept the textual paradigm of expression or conclude that the goal of the artist is social comment, but only if surrealism is invalid; if that is not the case, expression comes from the collective unconscious." *
And I think that's not far off the mark. So without further ado, I present the latest in a series of one, directed and filmed by my father, and stolen and uploaded by myself.
Godzilla meets Sasquatch, Directed by Edward C. Tyrrell, Esq.
With the Tokyo metropolis burning in the background, Godzilla and Sasquatch face off to see who will be the Ultimate Champion of the Monsterverse!
* This chunk of spew was spewed at you courtesy of the Postmodernism Generator, an automatic random generator of meaningless postmodernist gobbledegook, and holder of the Chair of Critical Studies at a prestigious eastern university.
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