Fucking Sam Raimi LOVES my shit!
José Angel Santana, using the outdated paradigm of pre-millennial education, says he gave Franco the grade for missing 12 of his 14 “Directing The Actor II” classes, failing to recognize Franco’s subversive commentary on the course—in which Franco demonstrated that the director-actor axis is fluid, and that the actor could become the director and vice versa by forcing his so-called “director” to play a part simply by removing himself from the equation, thus creating a negative space to which he must react.
James Franco in Flaunt magazine
I look around. Everyone is making out with dolls, riding them, switching positions. “My girl loves it on her face, doesn’t she, Jimmy?” huffs Mineo before squirting the James Dean doll with cum-lotion. We spray the sex dolls with two cans of condensed milk. It’s a real cumfest.
Franco, who is in the middle of the action, begins to record himself on an iPhone, repeating, “I’m a rebel, I’m a rebel, I’m a rebel, I’m a rebel…” His eyes are closed. There is no irony in his voice.
(via amonsteraday)
I thought hurricane season was over.
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