No, Benny Profane’s first corporate sellout movie for VCA is not an update of the Pamela Anderson/Clint Howard vehicle. It is instead a revisiting of various stages of the director’s life with the help of people like Veronica Jett and a cast of tattooed art thugs.
I myself will be Guest Director on this project, in the same way Ginger Spice Geri Halliwell is/(was?) a U.N. Human Rights Ambassador, effecting real change.
Many kudos go to microscopic straight-edge firebrand Veronica Jett for jumping into Jade Hsu’s no-show shoes and delivering a scene that no doubt helped first-timer Zak Smith remember his lines.
The crew is also to be lauded for jimmying a non-running Lincoln Continental (suicide door model) into a downtown loft space, a la hacking MIT students, for Jett to have a suitable mounting surface.
The set was like the sad Grey Havens of steveporn, alas, as there were several folks on board who would be staying with VCA while others are headed to Vivid following this production. Set against the backdrop of Al Underwood leaving LFP, the mood was bittersweet.
View my initial gallery here.
Previously: Vivid-steve launched, Psychocandy 3, The world is your Royster
See also: VCA, Benny Profane
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