Vulture recently did an interview with Kevin Smith, in which he’s his charming, insightful, and funny self (I don’t understand why that so rarely comes through in his movies). He discusses the disappointment of Zack and Miri (which, to be fair, sucked), smoking weed to cope, and taking a hiatus from the internet. The whole thing’s worth a read, but here’s a snip:
“Opening on Halloween wasn’t great. We never really nailed our marketing campaign … I mean, having “porno” in the title in some weird way hurt. And that shocked me because I was like, “I thought that was our edge, for heaven’s sake.” But apparently not. I mean, it was what it was. But we should have done better. Because that, to me, was like the most mainstream flick that I could write.
“And so, yeah, that was tough, but something good came out of it, and that was that I became a habitual f-cking weed smoker, for a long period of time. They always tell you, “you don’t get anything done.” And, you know, I was more productive in six months … and maybe I’m giving credit to weed, but the fact of the matter is I stayed off the Internet for six months because after our opening I was like, “I can’t show my face on the Internet!” Because the Internet is like high school, and having Zach and Miri open to ten million is the equivalent of wearing a really gay-ass-looking shirt on the first day of school, and everyone’s talking about it for the next few months. So rather then go back to school, I quit school for a few months.”
It’s true, Kevin normally avoids the gay ass shirt ridicule, but only because he wears the same goddamned outfit every day. You just know that coat smells like loneliness and Febreze.





I think Kevin has ‘mainstream’ and ‘cookie cutter’ confused. It’s an easy mistake to make.
You know what that interview needed? A giant spider in the third paragraph.
Uwe Boll shows up for the first day of school in a leotard and a kilt.
I rented a couple of his “An Evening With…” college speaking tour DVDs and by a wide margin, I would rather listen to him talk about his last three films than I would sit through the films themselves.
I mean, Zack & Miri wasn’t a complete abortion, but you could definitely see the marks left by the coat hanger.
The internet is a lot like high school.
Only the weird and the desperate pay for sex there.
The internet is a lot like high school
So does that make this place detention?
BERZERKERRRRR!!!
I agree with Peet.
the internet is a lot like high school
true i do play a lot of video games on friday nights… and every other night
No one will make fun of me now *points to NO FAT CHICKS shirt*
This fat douchebag needs to get with Quentin Tarantino and they can do a standing 69 together in honour of their “One-Hit-Wonderness”, fucking idiots.
So does that make this place detention?
Yup, The Breakfast Club, only everyone is played by Anthony Michael Hall. Except me. Ally Sheedy nails me.
sings* Don’t you forget about me…
having “porno” in the title in some weird way hurt
That’s true. I told my wife I wanted to shoot “JHC’s Porntastic Extravaganza” with her and her sister and she kicked me in the balls.
mmmmm…Febreeze.
I didnt think it could get out Jersey stink, but it does!
I’m glad that he mentions how weed can aid in productivity. I mean, I’m smoking weed right now and this comment….j….u….st…….ke…e…p…sssss……..
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…get…inng……..butter..
Hey, smoke up Johnny.
Tarantino a one-hit wonder? How. dare. you.
Hold the fucking phone. If Kevin Smith stayed off the internet for so long…then who the fuck was PHATdirectorFATc0ck that I cyber’d with in January?
“No, it’s Dicks” should really be the answer to anything.
That a protein shake your drinking? No, It’s Dicks!
That a snake your handling? No, it’s Dicks!
(To Zac Efron) Those dicks you’re sucking? Yes.
“I can’t show my face on the Internet!”
I have a face made for the internet.
Tarantino’s a one-hit wonder in the sense that if you take one hit, you wonder how he convinced Uma Thurman to bang him
If you take one hit, you wonder what the fuck is up with Tarantino’s face.
/desperately seeking funny
chodin, you got Ratner’d.
really gay-ass-looking shirt
(Questions Bruce Vilanch sucking a hot dog T-Shirt).
In high school, I avoided the gay shirt comments by constantly walking around with my pants dropped and penis tucked backwards.
You know what else opened for 10 million? Our Moms/Us collectively.
How. dare. you.
He dares anything, for He is The Mighty Feklahr!
(Besides, it got you to talk to me again! *blush*)
“I thought that was our edge, for heaven’s sake.”
Fear not young Smith, the Palestinians have been saying the same thing about the Gaza Strip.
Tarantino a one-hit wonder? How. dare. you.
Yeah. He’s clearly a won-hite onedur.
That first pic makes me worry that that girl only made it out of Kevin Smith’s house through the toilet pipes.
That fourth pic is Kevin Smith weighing the positives of subscribing to Bang Bros over Vagina Cruise.
Maybe it was all that weed he was smoking that made him unable to understand why Zack & Miri wasn’t a better movie.
Damn, I feel really bad for Kevin Smith. As soon as I clock out from this eleven hour work day, I’m going to drive through an hour of L.A. traffic and hope that he’s doing okay.
Having watched An evening with KS I also, just don’t get it. I could listen to KS tell stories for hours. He is a true and genuine raconteur, but with the exception of Chasing Amy it really doesn’t translate into his movies. If KS came up to me told me a story and asked for a few million to make the film I’d say “Hell yeah!” and cut a check, even give a little ass play, so convinced it would be a genious hit. Then, when it came out, I’d feed him to pit bulls for letting his retarded little brother make it.
The poor box office opening is all Smith’s fault. The studio tried to help out, but Kevin had to be a little, primadona bitch and tell them that ‘Zac Efron and Miramax Make A Prono’ wasn’t a title option.
Crapba, did you catch this quote in the interview, he basically agrees with you:
I’ve been in the business long enough to know that you should never risk your own money, particularly on a fucking Kevin Smith movie.
I’m gonna start adding superfluous o’s to words to compensate for the (fucking) Limey u’s.
No inkypee I didn’t. You mean there was more to read in that interview? I already have enough homework!
I have the answer Kevin. Don’t try to make funny. Just turn your stage stories into a quasi-autobiographical film. Don’t try to be funny, just let the absurdity of giant spider producer, fucking with a dick sore, Prince, et al speak for itself. I’d pay to see that.
I still state that Tarantino’s forehead is still more sexy than Smith’s wife and her old woman boobies he had her flash in Clerks 2 for whatever ungodly reason.
Recently I found a hot club
– See king tall. C o M –
Just for hot tall gals and guys to find their cupid. Come on, tall singles. Don’t miss your lover.