Yes, believe it or not, occasionally I read. Well, mostly books about movies.I’m half-way through Clerks director Kevin Smith’s new book My Boring Ass Life: The Uncomfortably Candid Diary of Kevin Smith. Takes place predominantly in 2005. Great read, but why the heck does he need to go into so much details about his sex-life with his wife? We get it Kev, you bone a hot chick every day. Congrats. Now can't we just ASSUME that part of your life and focus on the other stuff?
Also, we know you shit. All humans do, you don't need to inform us of that. Oh well, otherwise, yep, good stuff. He lives "the life" really, signing merch and arranging deals, movies, Q&As. One other thing: he's a chronic gambler. Like he gambles ALL THE TIME. I don't really gettit. If you're semi-rich and well-off, where's the fun in gambling, especially online gambling?
Each to their own, though, and I highly respect the dude for being open and honest and his career, fears, foibles, and daily escapades. Too many filmmakers keep their noses buried in their chins like they're magicians or something.
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