Shia LaBeouf and Marilyn Manson apparently got drunk one night, and like most Hollywood hipsters intoxicated by their rich, earthy butt emissions amidst a sea of ironic argyle, they decided the experience warranted a short film that you can only see after purchasing a $75 book. Now over the past couple of days, we’ve been highlighting the heights of celebrity pretentiousness from Anthony Kiedis’ vegan-ish love of baby-kissed apricots to Ricky Gervais’ “I’m a Rock Star Jesus” cover to show off his new abs, but this Born Villain shit takes the cake. If anyone asks why I can’t live in LA, this. Exactly this. Via indieWIRE:
Locals Rule. I think. Odd, living in L.A all my life and taking for granted my environment, my city. But one night, just a few months ago, I bumped into Marilyn Manson at one of my locals and together we crawled the city a bit; where he lived, where I lived, where we ate and drank and where we have been entertained. We traveled the roads to those places on streets that had become too familiar. And then I reflected back on that brief journey and traced that trip (with photographs). I connected buildings and streets, freeways, storefronts and trees with a BORN VILLAIN at my side. Here it is but with a little mood music to set my mood.
A hipster who felt the need to document every minute detail of his life via tedious and boring photography? My word, what strange and unusual times we live in. If only we had some more words to make this truly sound like a giant, hour-long auto-fellatio festival. Words like, I dunno, an official description from the project site for example:
Our initial objective was to promote something we believed in — a short film we both worked on for Marilyn Manson‘s upcoming album. We found ourselves taking risks on a whim. Artistically your mind works at its highest frequency when paranoid. It allows you to explore every avenue and possibility of your situation at high speeds with total clarity. Born of this new found outlook on a city we had become ambivalent towards, we quickly found ourselves addicted to the recreation of spaces. So, armed with a truck, some rollers and glue for our image we went out in search of the best canvas. Our experiment in self-propelled and executed promotion became our aesthetic and the basis for this book. Some become cops to make the world a better place. Some become vandals to make the world a better looking place. Enjoy. [Note: Emphasis all Shia's, by way of HuffPo.]
Let’s just jump right into this:
“Artistically your mind works at its highest frequency when paranoid. It allows you to explore every avenue and possibility of your situation at high speeds with total clarity.”
I’m pretty sure Charlie Sheen tapped the depths of cocaine-fueled performance. Trust me on this.
“Born of this new found outlook on a city we had become ambivalent towards, we quickly found ourselves addicted to the recreation of spaces.”
LA sucks unless you’re high. We get it.
“So, armed with a truck, some rollers and glue for our image we went out in search of the best canvas. Our experiment in self-propelled and executed promotion became our aesthetic and the basis for this book.”
Translation: “We hung a couple of posters up then proclaimed ourselves the New Avant Garde. Have at you!”
NOTE: Here’s the promotional video, and your guess is as good as mine: