Kevin Smith at Count Basie, Nov 7th

In october, when I discovered that I had the great opportunity to see Kevin Smith live I immediately ordered a ticket. It was just as what you see in the Evening With-DVDs. This was just another evening with Kevin Smith. In short, he talked about:

• Watchmen the Movie: He’d already seen it twice, and talked about the alternate ending and differences from the graphic novel. I’ll have to read it again before I see the movie in 2009.
• Scientology-invitation: No, he’s never received such an invitation. He talked alot about why he couldn’t (not a top-earner in the movie industry) and wouldn’t (he’s a christian, lazy sort-of).
• Made a girl promise to fuck friend: Two friends, one guy and a girl that had been traveling all the way down to Red Bank, NJ, from Philadelphia. They had met at a laundromat and thereafter discovered their mutual taste in movies and music. They asked Kevin if they could do a picture with him, on stage. Kevins reply: “Only if you promise me to have sex with your friend. Only.”. Well, after talking about it for about ten minutes, she agreed to Kevin’s terms and they got their picture. Win-win.
• About gaining weight: The first story he told was that story on how he destroyed a toilet and got shit all over himself, in a break during a poker match. He told alot about his munchies too, since he’s getting high again.
• Watching movies while high: He spent a whole deal of time talking about how he tried to convince his wife that one scene in Incredible Hulk was the best ever. So much feelings and mistunderstandings! Broke Kev’s heart for sure.
• About Red State: This is the independent psycho-horror flick he’s hoping to do. Not just to prove himself better (haha?) than his other movies (containing almost only dialogue), but also to show people how sick and twisted a movie can be. He promised us (the fans) that it would be at least ten times darker than the Dark Knight! I’m looking forward to seeing the flick in a couple of years or so.

The evening lasted about four hours (he wouldn’t do a standard seven-hour evening, since he wanted to go home and get high). After that I went straight home to New York City on the first train I could catch. A great evening, yet I wish I’d been more intoxicated. Would’ve been hellalot funnier, I guess.