When I was making farts in ~*film school*~ I had to do this directing exercise which I hated more than night-clubbing Armenians (shot on location in beautiful downtown Fullerton, California!). I had to direct a script my professor wrote and this is it. One of the actors was very difficult to work with and had a stupid hat. I thought the scene was so cheeseball and thought I could salvage my half-assed work by tagging it with Phantom Planet’s ‘California’ for ultimate comedy gold. The day we showed them in class was an embarrassment. Not one person got the joke and I looked liked an asshole.
That’s also the title of my memoirs.
Not One Person Got The Joke and I Looked Like an Asshole
