"Cut! Print it. That's a wrap."
It was a Tuesday when the B-movie became real. Not in a metaphorical, "oh, the acting is so bad it's scary" way. But in a literal, "the prop fungus is eating Gary's arm" way.
The art, unfortunately, ate the camera first. Then it ate Kevin from accounting. Then it absorbed the entire camera crew, their bodies dissolving into gelatinous lumps that still weakly held their boom poles.
"Cut! Print it. That's a wrap."
It was a Tuesday when the B-movie became real. Not in a metaphorical, "oh, the acting is so bad it's scary" way. But in a literal, "the prop fungus is eating Gary's arm" way.
The art, unfortunately, ate the camera first. Then it ate Kevin from accounting. Then it absorbed the entire camera crew, their bodies dissolving into gelatinous lumps that still weakly held their boom poles.