It's 4.47am here, and I'm feeling rather intellectually engaged. I can't stop thinking about Peter Greenaway.
These are the opening lines, spoken in voice-over (to an image of my standing head-on, fully naked), to my new film:
Assuming she did of course, though expecting her to say no, I once asked a girl whether or not she masturbated. [Pause] She said no.
...dot com bold typeface rhetoric. You go clickety click and get your head split. 'The hell you look like on a message board Discussing whether or not the Brother is hardcore?
