Buried somewhere in this wacky zombie flick there is a fake educational film and fake newsreel that Bonni and I worked on, doing the ultra lo-fi title cards for the sequences that were animated by none other than international sex symbol, Captain Marv Newland.
I suspect that I was hired because if you want it to look like olde crappe, where else are you going to go? Shag? Forget it. I got your olde crappe right here. Working from my crappy thumbnails, Bonni was really able to bring the crappe to life through the miracle of 21st century technology. The movie people were apparently quite pleased with our stripped-down, delightfully crude designs and we are now embarking on a heavy-duty career in The Biz taking care of Tinseltown's fake industrial/educational film needs. It's a niche market that is about to explode all over the place, trust me.
Now where's my Goddamn latte?