I am fascinated by the number of mine that come with frame-stories: books or movies or TV. I do just dream things that happen, but there's a lot of meta-narrative in the rest of them.
If I could have filmed this one, I could have found out how it turned out. I don't know the ending because I was woken by a phone call and when I got back to sleep, I had nightmares about my phone dying in a way that lost me stories in progress and cut me off from contact with people and in no way resembled the workings of my actual flip phone.
The actual title was Sex Zombies of the Swiss Alps. The only non-Chris in the cast was Samuel L. Jackson as “The Yelling Man” (“I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THESE @#$%! NUDE ZOMBIES!!”)
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I am fascinated by the number of mine that come with frame-stories: books or movies or TV. I do just dream things that happen, but there's a lot of meta-narrative in the rest of them.
If I could have filmed this one, I could have found out how it turned out. I don't know the ending because I was woken by a phone call and when I got back to sleep, I had nightmares about my phone dying in a way that lost me stories in progress and cut me off from contact with people and in no way resembled the workings of my actual flip phone.
The actual title was Sex Zombies of the Swiss Alps. The only non-Chris in the cast was Samuel L. Jackson as “The Yelling Man” (“I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THESE @#$%! NUDE ZOMBIES!!”)
That's rather magnificent.