harvey weinstein's daily message to miramax execs.
(as told to Shelly Samuels, "moron / secretary")
Dear Idiots,
So here we go again. Another day for me in this miserable hospital room (say it with me everybody: "Bacterial Infection", good…) while you ******* are at Sundance ****ing my actresses and eating my food. Put down the lasagna, Schniderman. That's my ****ing lasagna. You're fired. Just kidding. Heh. Shut up, Shelly. Moron.
Good.
So. I see you ****ers missed out on that Latina boxer flick "Girlfight". Great. Fantastic job. I'm so proud. I know I told you guys it was a piece of ****, but Screen Gems just paid 2.5 for it. I've said it before, and I'll say it again: whatever those dicks are about to buy, offer double. I don't give a **** if the thing only ends up getting released in Guam and we lose our shirts: They Do Not Beat Us.
The other companies are creaming because I'm not there to "jack up the prices" this year, as they say. Well **** that. That is now your job. Your number one job. Not skiing with Parker Posey. Not getting handjobs from Gretchen Mol (well, just one… she's pretty good at it, huh?). Driving Up The Prices. Understand. Fine.
Hey, could someone bring a ham in here, please!
Quick, let's review again: "Harvey has an Ear Infection". - What? Oh right, "Bacterial Infection". Heh. Whatever.
So people. You thought I wasn't going to bring it up. The English pot movie went to… I can't say the name. F-f-f-f-f. F-f-f-f-. Fine Line. Arghhhh! Who was on that one? Jensen? Jensen, I think that was you. You're fired. I'm not kidding this time.
Oh, and Shelly, cancel Jensen's corporate card and return plane ticket pronto. Thanks, idiot.
Let's review what's left…
Love and Sex. Romance, art, laughter, fat guy from Swingers, blah blah blah. Is anyone else biting? Pay attention. Hodges, you tail the reps. Anyone comes and talks to 'em, shoot 'em. Just kidding. Try yelling a lot. Works for me. But seriously, if the Artisan ****heads get anyone near the reps, them you can shoot. Seriously. Artisan. ****ers stole Blair Witch from me. And the year before that, Pi.
Oooooooooooooh. Pie.
Hey nurse! Nurse. Can I get a goddamn ham in here, stat! And some pie. Any cream pie will do fine!
What else. Um…
Other Voices. A couple. Break-up. Traffic. Yada yada yada. Eh… Anyone see this one? It has that Mary McCormack in it. I like her t*ts. **** it, let's buy it.
Songcatcher. The Quinn guy. That limey with the ***, McTeer. Any good? Who cares. Buy it for 500 grand. If someone else is interested, offer 10 million.
Sidebar people: isn't it great- wait, hold on-
WHO'S FACE DO I HAVE TO SIT ON TO GET A HAM AND SOME ****ING PIE AROUND HERE!!!
-As I was saying, isn't it great that Sundance is no longer scheduling those boring low-budget movies with no big stars? Such a hassle those things. It's much better this way. Yeah, these indie films with the name actors already in it do so much better-
What, Sally… what did you say about Happy, Texas?
Get the **** out right now!!! Ten Million looked like a good sale at the time!!! Godda-
Hey. Harvey hear. ****.
Saly had to leev so Im writing this myself. Wher the hell was I?
OK. I was talking abut the moovies left at Sond- Sundic - Sundanse. Rite. Miramax must continyoo to positshun itself as-
Ooh. My ham's hear. Gota go.
Buy moovies. OK?
Idyots.
-Harvey W.