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Jerrico Lopez - Writer, Director, Screamer
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    Thats the plan. Rule the world. You and Me. Anyday.

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  • marlassinger:

    iconic films
    the cabin in the woods (2012)

    I had to dismember that guy with a trowel. What have you been up to?
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  • (Source: hermione, via hoyitzroyy)

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  • They Call It Paradise

    "Liars," Sammy whispered, quietly. Quietly because of the two trolls who had taken him captive, trapped him in a cage to their backs, and were swimming to a remote island.

    Quietly because, well, he was dinner.

    "Please guys, I…I can’t die like this! There’s gotta be some sort of deal we can work out!?!" Sam was groveling at this point. If any of the guys could see him now man.

    "Ugh," uttered the Master Troll, there was little point in arguing with him. Nothing got through to him that he didn’t like, not letting go of his captives or the idea that women should have the option to have abortions.

    Sammy rattled in his cage, trying with all his might to break the bars, but it was no use; the rods were made of tempered steel and Sammy hadn’t exercised in over three months.

    "I…I have a girlfriend! She’s the most beautiful thing in the world to me! Please, you have to let me see her again, just one more time!" Sammy was on the verge of tears now. The trolls, perhaps taking to the young man’s story, turn around. They look him dead in the eyes.

    And laugh.

    More like howling really, they fall to the floor, hugging their knees

    "BWAHAHA!" screamed the Master Troll.

    That shut up Sammy. Defeated, he slumped in his cage, accepting his fate. 

    Sometime later, the trolls finally reached their destination; a shady little island of grass. Over the years, the massive pile of shit became ironically fertile, spouting a foliage that was keen to grow atop itself. The pile eventually became so large that it rolled into the nearby body of water, poisoning all the aquatic life, leaving the surrounding area as almost unlivable to any decent living creature.

    Almost.

    The trolls moved in after slaughtering the nearby village and publicly embarrassing themselves at the local Catholic pre-school. They frequently made trips to Annendale to steal away any unsuspecting boy, especially if that boy was inclined to spend most of his time watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer instead of looking for a paying job.

    Throwing Sammy’s cage atop the pile of grass, it burst open, freeing the boy. Thinking he was free, Sammy frantically attempted to swim away, but realized that, for miles and miles, there was absolutely nothing. He came back, kneeling in front of the trolls, spluttering salt water everywhere.

    "Huh," muttered the Master Troll.

    "FINE, GET IT OVER WITH ALREADY! THAT’S WHAT YOU WANT RIGHT?! C’MON THEN!" 

    "Soon," teased the Master Troll. "Soon."

    Sammy surveyed his surroundings, which were grim at best. At least twenty miles separated him and the nearest shore of Annendale. Taking a step, he cracked a femur bone of perhaps the trolls’ last victim. Actually, most places he stepped were met with either the snapping of a bone or the “c-PLerk” of stepping in manure. Off on the edge of the island Sammy spotted two mer-people making out.

    This was all too much.

    "WHAT IS THIS PLACE?!" screamed Sammy.

    "It’s paradise," said the Queen Troll, right before snapping Sammy’s spine.

  • *Grumbles*

    I’m going to be stuck camping all weekend with my brother and his girlf…

    Trust me, I’d much rather work on Shah’s next short, but instead I’m going to have to pretend that yes, this is all very exciting thank you for stripping me away from my friends again guys. Oh well, here’s the poster for the trailer I WOULD HAVE uploaded Saturday, having to move it to possibly next Tuesday.

  • "Birdman has bowed to one of the best receptions I have ever experienced on the Lido. Applause, laughter and strong emotion emanated from attendees in the refurbed Sala Darsena this morning during the first press screening. A scorching satire on celebrity mixed with existential musings on life, it’s being hailed as a technical tour de force and a potentially career-defining role for lead Michael Keaton as a former Hollywood star known primarily for his superhero past in the Birdman films (wink wink, Batman)." — Alejandro González Iñárritu’s Birdman opens the Venice Film Festival

    (Source: entertainingtheidea)

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  • (Source: whedonversegifs)

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  • TBH I’m not all that in love with photography; I’ve never fallen in love with a photo, y’know? Especially nowadays, people just wanna settle with the bland “LEMME TAKE A SELFEEEE,” there’s not a lot of love given to it, the art, anymore. Not saying that the shit I shoot is any better.

    BUT I do love me the black and white shots man, there’s something magical to ‘em. The lack of color makes it, yes, mysterious; I’m seventeen and still fall for those things. But also there’s so much missing y’know? Life also doesn’t exist in black in whites, so there’s a sense of escapism that I dig.

    "Before the invention of color television, people used to dream in black and white…"

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  • singwithme2397:

    the horror and concentration on his face

    (Source: kyle-zoe-madison, via yvolasting)

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  • dysquithnavarro:

    66th Primetime Emmy Awards || Outstanding Lead Actor in a Drama Series

    Bryan Cranston as Walter White on Breaking Bad

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  • vimeo:

    Discover the city of love through a legendary camera, the Pentax 67.

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  • frankierosghost:

    Action Cat

    (Source: frankierosghost)

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  • "Why do you weep? Did you think I was immortal?"
     Louis XIV (last words)

    (Source: psych-facts)

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