Mine was especially craptastic because I've been restless and angry all day and couldn't pinpoint a specific reason why. It wasn't just because I lacked sleep - nessun dorma is my mantra, remember? Could it have been because it was a hellishly hot day? I hate the sun like a vegan hates pork chops. Or maybe it's because I have another big client presentation tomorrow and I am kicking and screaming at the prospect of not having a Christmas holiday because they have decided to dump the last quarter requirements on me this late in the game.
Whatever. I needed to vent, and remembered this.
Early this year, Christian Bale had that famous meltdown on the set of Terminator Salvation. Backstory: the Director of Cinematography apparently kept walking into the shots while checking the lights, hence ruining the scenes until Bale finally went ballistic and entered internet immortality, chewing out the hapless DOP and dropping the "F" bomb like he was carpet-bombing Baghdad.
I feel for Bale: I've been at many many shoots and there are plenty of times when the director just simply loses it. I myself have blown my top enough times sitting at the helm to ensure that the production staff better fucking get their game on.
But back to Bale. Naturally, the live audio of his stream-of-obscenities - surreptitiously recorded by the sound engineer - quickly hit the internet and became viral. You can listen to the full unadulterated rant below:
As much as Bale's ravings remind me eerily of myself when I am chewing out the fucking neighbors for not keeping their fucking dogs fucking quiet at fucking 3am while I'm fucking trying to work, the awe-inspiring raw material above was merely the coal for an even more spectacular, polished diamond version .
An inspired audio artist/sound engineer named RevoLucian set the soundboard tracks to a thumping club beat, resulting in the definitive dance remix below (special guest appearance by Barbra Streisand):
Enjoy. I know I most fucking certainly did.
