“At first, I was really unhappy with the look and feel of the shit,” he explains. Enter post-production, which involved CGI and endless rounds of notes. First, there was a machine specially built to simulate Dave getting diarrhea-who says American innovation is dying?-but it broke as soon as he strapped it to his back. He proceeds to eagerly let me in on some television magic. “I'd never seen actual shit on TV, you know what I mean?” The 33-year-old is wearing a pale pink tie-dye sweatshirt and periodically sipping from a bottle of Martinelli’s sparkling apple juice. “I'm glad you said that,” Burd says, grinning from his Venice, Los Angeles home.
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