Ya know, when someone asks you to be their bridesmaid, it’s generally a cause for celebration. Really, we do in the vast majority of cases, relish the opportunity to engage in party planning/preening/champagne popping activities with our best friends and family. However, occasionally one will be asked to take on such a responsibility when one couldn’t give a proverbial rat’s arse about the bride in question.
It leaves one feeling confused, bitter, even angry… Gasping one’s self awake in the dead of the night and exclaiming “Why, for the love of all things holy, did Anastasia choose me? I haven’t enjoyed the company of that strumpet since the Passion Pop incident of two thousand and four?!”
And yet, one is obliged.
Muchos gracias to the many legends who took the day off work to get chiffon-nasty in a studio in Annandale, my babeshow sister included (whom I happen to be the bridesmaid for currently and am DEEPLY STOKED about so everyone COOL YOUR JETS)… also my best mate who lent me a bunch of dresses (I’d better be on your bloody bridesmaid list too or I’ll be SO CUT).
If you haven’t seen the original Justin Bieber dance video by a bunch of legends in New Zealand which is BOMB DOT COM check it out here.
If you haven’t already liked it, go and show Frothpocalypse some love.
Prudence and I gathered today planning on filming a couple of sketches. Instead we bonded over a mutual appreciation for flatulence anecdotes and spent the rest of our Sunday afternoon taking the comedic high road as we edited together what we believe the Belle Gibson interview on 60 Minutes should have gone like.
Stay classy, Australia.
UPDATE: Looks like we’re not the only fans of classic low-brow gags… Thanks for being so quick on the uptake, Pedestrian.tv! Check out the article here
UPDATE: Wow. 11k views in the first 24 hours?! What a sophisticated bunch we are. Makes me question why we ever bother scripting intelligent comedy.
After receiving the first little bit (in hopefully in a long line) of festival attention last week, I present to you the long-awaited trailer for Winning Formula – a comedy feature film I wrote and, alongside Prudence Vindin, starred in.
Go ahead and watch it repeatedly, and share the pants off it. Por favor.
Sometimes things just need time to ripen. Not the case with this footage that took me two years to finally edit into webisodes. No hurry on the turn-around time there, clearly.
We shot this in London during 2012 as we rolled around in a delivery truck. For all you frothers out there looking to catch some more carry-on with my old pal Anna Bennett, here’s the first one of three.