Confessions of a Hollywood Producer Part I: The Beginning of the End – Greenlighting Beverly Hills Chihuahua

I make no apologies for the work I do. People want to watch crap. We give it to them. If not us, who? Low median IQs are to blame, pas moi.

But lately, my soul has been tormenting me which is strange since I am not Catholic.  Am I part of the problem? Am I one of the reasons why this country is going down the shitter in flames?

Are we where we are today in a social, economic and moral crisis because I gave the green light to Beverly Hills Chihuahua?

“Pretty Woman meets Ass-Sniffing Dogs” the pitch cried. “The kids will love it; they can go with their parents.”

It’s a movie about a dog getting a manicure. God WILL punish me. People are starving in the world and we actually spent $20,000 filming a dog get manicured.

Where did I put that bottle of muscle relaxants?

Act I, Scene II: Mani Pedi Bow Wow