Okay, maybe that’s really more “descriptive” than “ironic,” but it’s all about the marketing, man.
Another stunning conclusion from Tales of the Ironic Marquee.
Okay, maybe that’s really more “descriptive” than “ironic,” but it’s all about the marketing, man.
But they know his name, so will his grave really be nameless?
Geeze, that second cop doesn’t wait for a trial for facts, does he?
It’s ironic because Les Dunn was also a kill-crazy maniac who who tried to murder his way to stardom and succeeded.
“Murder his way to stardom?” Really? Infamy maybe, but stardom, not so much.
Famous Hollywood director (on the phone): “Sure, Burke. Just murder your way out to Tinseltown and I’ll make you a STAR!”
Burke: “Hey it worked for Les, so count me in!”
How DOES one murder their way to stardom, anyway? “Damnit! I’ve killed 47 people already, and STILL I haven’t gotten an Oscar! I’ve HAD it with this town! If I don’t get my name on a marquee next to Les Dunn’s within four more murders, it’s back to the bright-yellow-car-interior factory I go!”
That poor grave, never had a name.
I would never hire somebody called “Les Dunn.”
I’d hire his brother, Moore Dunn.
I see “Final Justice,” all I can think about is that awful Joe Don Baker movie that the guys at MST3K so gleefully skewered. The main characters name was Thomas Jefferson Geronimo III. I wish I were making that up.