Don't go to sleep yet, Anon! We've got comfy stories about love, regret and forgiveness.
I'll dump some Jason just for the sake of it. I never see his work posted or discussed and I've always loved it, so let's get started.
Ah, sexually frustrated couples, I love that.
Really? I don't know how I'd feel about a Jason's movie. The voices I have for each animal are very special.
I feel you could do a Jason movie without the animals if they went live action. It loses some charm but if any of his books were to become movies I would say this is up there on the list to be adapted. Maybe Left Bank Gang too.
This reminds me a little about an episode of my life. I should have had the balls to tell her that exact line.
I'd rather an animated film instead of a live action. The colors and designs give to the writing the silly but not really silly tone it needs.
Man, Hitler was a brave animal.
In spoiler for maximun tension.
Would she recognize you, /co/?
Ah yeah I agree but I just assumed that it would be live action because that's how hollywood works. Still I think with the right director you can give the movie the color flare the comic has.
Think what you will of dudes like Wes Anderson or Zach Braff but they can make movies with nice popping colors. Beginners is a good movie to analyze too since it works extremely well with color choice.
Oh yeah, Wes Anderson could totally achieve it. Budapest was really bland, though. I'd rather a Tenembauns or a Moonrise Kingdom tone.
Of course the nazi theorist is a bird.
He looks like a proud and stupid twat.
We'll see who says G'bye last.
Don't bump without a proper comment, be polite!
Do you remember, /co/? Do you remember the look on her eyes? the smile on her lips? the tone of her voice while she whispered to your ear?
Stupid captchas, a stop sign is not a street name!
Then you should hope for those things. Because while hope burns bright, all will be well.
Sexual tension as it finest.
I remember riding the tram. She asked me what was different between home and this city I had just moved to. "The bad drivers!" I said, laughing. Minutes later, a car slammed into the tram we were on. We walked the rest of the way home. Her place, not mine. My place is... acceptable, for me and my needs. Not for a classy lady like her.
A year later, I asked her to marry me.
She said that we were too different for anything more than what we already had. That she rarely thought about anything more than today or tomorrow. The future scared her too much to think about it. It scares me, too.
She said a whole lot of words, when all she was one. "No."
If you're reading this, please don't get triggered /pol/.
At least you will always have those memories.
Would you recognize her, /co/?
Because hiring a hitman is not an issue for some sick animals.
>At least you will always have those memories.
Won't have to put up with for much longer. One and only upside to cancer.
Sorry, dragging the tone down. Continue your tale of... guinea pig Hitler?
That's it. This took way more time than I thought.
Don't worry, I'm already done.
I like the moral here. It's like if we can learn to love each other, we can learn to hate each other, but that also means we can learn to love each other. You can hate anyone, you can love anyone. At least that's what I take from it.
Feels like it'd work well as an animated short, like 15-20 minutes. If it wasn't for the constant murder I'd say it oddly reminds me of the old National Film Board cartoons I saw as a kid.