So, right, viewing two-minute indie films on an iPhone app is the future of cinema and all, but for now, Saturday's event provides a handy excuse to post cranky auteur David Lynch's finest moment.
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"BLAH! You damn kids! In my day, we went to the kinescope parlor, huffed nitrous oxide and raped Isabella Rosellini while watching the latest Spottiswoode Aitken photoplay. DENNIS, GET OUT OF MY FLOWER GARDEN! Confound that rapscallion!"