My action adventure, Interdiction is sparse on writing and dialogue. It is intended to be mainly an action musical.
However, to make good cartoons, I will have to put my writing hat on. This is my latest comedy which I might make into a cartoon. Or, I might not. Either way, it should be a funny story.
I am releasing this tonight only, for now, for Hallowe'en. Other than that, I will re-release this when I make the cartoon of this.
I thought that I should abandon the artsy cartoons I was making and only make the gritty action movies with the guns and the knives and the violence but the more high brow socialist discriminating movie goer would still say that I am better off to keep on making the artsy movies, the kind without the emphasis on the action and the violence. What about sometimes make the artsy cartoons and sometimes make the Police action cartoons with the drugs, the guns, the violence.
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Christmas 2011
"Dad, how did you get your job as manager of the bed and furniture factory?" the son asked the father.
The father answered,
"It was in the Christmas of 1998. I applied for a grant from The Canada Arts Council. I thought at the time that Canada is such a backwater I probably won't get a grant at all. I filled out the application form and much to my surprise, I got a letter for a $20,000 grant based on my art project as I described it and the materials that I needed.
At the time, I was heavily addicted to crack and I also smoked a pack a day. It was not only cigarettes, but pipe tobacco with the sweet flavours such as Cherry, Rum and Maple, and Peaches and Cream which I enjoyed smoking.
It was a film project which I proposed to the Canada Arts Council and it was a film which they granted me $20,000 to make.
But besides going to the store and getting a bag of chips and a bottle of Coke, and sure I went and had a restaurant meal here and there, but I mainly spent the money smoking crack again and again and again and again and again.
Christmas 2001. What was to be a two hour cartoon animation, which is what I promised the Canada Arts Council turned out to be a half hour film mostly of me smoking crack.
The audience was disgusted and the Canada Arts Council representatives sitting in the audience were aghast but someone who ran a circus was in the audience and was interested in hiring me for the circus. I had to come up with an idea for an act.
My idea for an act was to stand on top of a pole, like David Blaine except at the end of it, I would have a deep lung-blast of tobacco through a pipe. If I was still standing after that, it would be a miracle. Of course there would be an apparatus set up to catch me if I fell. Which I invariably did, as I expected to, time and time again.
I fell so much that the furniture company which made the mattresses and the foam pads which I fell on had me sign an endorsement deal in which I would say the name of their company before each act.
Christmas 2004. The circus packed up after five Christmases and that was also when the endorsement deal fell through. However, I was interested in a summer job and that furniture company was a union job which meant that it paid well. I worked there for 25 summers now, being steadily promoted over the years and that is why now, I am the head manager of Summers Bed and Furniture Company."
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