10.19.09 KANYE/SPIKE JONZE VIDEO IS TRIPPY AS HELL
This here video’s called We Were Once a Fairytale, starring Kanye West, directed by Where the Wild Things Are director Spike Jonze. It was just released over the weekend, and at 11 minutes, it’s a little longer than stuff I’d normally post. But I promise it’s something worth making time to watch after work if you need. West plays a drunken, sort of pathetic, meta-fictionalized version of himself who stumbles around a club making an ass of himself. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. The whole thing has Spike Jonze’s funk all over it and that alone makes it a compelling watch. Then at about the nine-minute mark, I don’t want to be a party-pooper mcsurprise ruiner, but suffice to say, Sh-t. Gets. Real. It kind of reminds me of another awesome short film I posted a while ago, Rabbit. Bottom line, prepare for face melting.
I don’t really have a strong opinion on Kanye one way or another (thought he did a pretty good acting job in this), but seeing him reminds me — does no one else find it strange that the one time in the last five years that Jay Leno chose to be semi ballsy and confrontational, he used it on Kanye West over something he did at an MTV show? What a slimey ass bag.


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KANYE/SPIKE JONZE VIDEO IS TRIPPY AS HELL
Yo Kanye, I’m really happy for you, I’ll let you finish, but Dudley Moore played one of the best existentially sad yet hilarious drunks of all time!!
I just like that Kanye talks like he twitters. EVERYTHING I SAY IS SERIOUS AND IMPORTANT!!! I’M JUST TRYING TO HAVE A CONVERSATION!!! I IDENTIFY WITH KAFKA AND STRUGGLE TO FIND MEANING IN A MEANINGLESS EXISTENCE!!!
Did Spike Jonze tell Kanye to kill himself? Good lord I love Spike Jonze.
Well shit, I guess I’ll just have to wait until I get home. It’s got a lot to live up to if it’s going to be as awesome as Crispin Glover though.
Oh thank you for posting this. I wasn’t feeling enough bat shit crazy today. Phew.
I’d believe this is an actual documentary way before Paranormal Activity.
I have a strong opinion on Kanye. It’s pretty much the same one I hold about Urkel.
Lionel Ritchie looks like shit!
That’s the same knife Kanye gave to his mother’s plastic surgeon.
Kanye West thinks his grandmother was green and was murdered by a white girl with a pitcher of water.
Kanye West is convinced his name means “Uganda.”
Kanye was just pissed because he couldn’t figure out why it was dark in the club. He tried to get them to put road flares with the champagne to make it easier for him to drink away his stupidity but they could only find sparklers.
The last time I puked feathers was after I went down on Birdie from McDonalds.
What’s so trippy about this? I get crazy drunk and find hairy guys all up in my guts all the time.
Old Chinese Man: God damn it Kanye! If I told you feeding the fucking thing after midnight was a bad idea, WHY THE HELL would you think giving it a knife would be okay?!?
I haven’t gotten a bj since I dressed as Birdie for that Halloween party last year :(.
I haven’t gotten rid of this herpes sore since I went down on Birdie at that Halloween Party last year.
The trippiest thing about that was the lack of gunfire. Spike Jonze is no documentarian.
So let me get this straight…
1.Kanye gets drunk.
2.Acosts some party guests.
3.Has his bouncer Farnsworth Bentley(?) beat up some equally drunk fan.
4.Fucks a sofa.
5.Vomits confetti.
6.Finds Crocodile Dundee’s knife.
7.Cuts a Furbee out of his chest.
8.Assists in its suicide?
Man, these rap videos are getting to be just the same thing over and over.
I haven’t been this intrigued by something since I watched that guy go down on another guy in a Birdie costume at a Halloween party last year.
Somewhere R Kelly is shaking his head (and his dick to get rid of those last few drips).
/Serious
I’m not really sure what the gerbil was supposed to represent. Anyone have a clue?
I guess in this case Kanye was performing hairy-kiri.
See Tidy, I told you I got those from Donk. Life lesson, just because there are no apparent sores, doesn’t mean you can’t spread it.
It’s supposed to represent something that smart people can argue over. As Freud once said, Dude, sometimes a gerbil you cut out of your guts that kills itself is just a gerbil you cut out of your guts that kills itself.
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