M. Knight Versus Harvey
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Quien es mas macho? We'll go with the labyrinthine M. Kinght Shyamalan in his brewing feud with the exquisite darkness of Harvey Weinstein. Getting into bed with Harvey (Eew), as many Hampton starlets will tell you, is a Kafkesque experience (Eew). Degrading, but also transformative. Business is no different. Big Harv will suck the creative juices out of an artist and discard the corpse on the side of the road (for further reference, see: Gwyneth Paltrow and Penelope Cruz, former Harv Golden Girls who could Do-No-Wrong). According to those intrepid Page Sixxies:
"Shyamalan .. zaps Harvey Weinstein for re-editing his 1998 release, 'Wide Awake.' 'Why is he doing this?' he asked a Weinstein aide. 'Because you're not an A-list director,' the flunkie answered."
Why does Harvey fuck up artistic films during the cuts? Dear, brilliant, M Knight: That's like asking the scorpion why did it sting the frog halway to the shore. It's just in his disturbing nature. One simply holds out for the Director's Cut DVD to have your say. That's all one can hope for when hopping in the sac and doing business with Weinstein.
"According to (The Man Who Heard Voices), 'Night swore that no matter how desperate he ever became, he would never make another movie for Harvey.' A Weinstein rep said in a statement: 'M. Knight (sic) has always been a good sport and provided great material for spoofs in our 'Scary Movie' franchise.'"
Sweep the leg, M. Knight.
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