on this Poodle Springs title page. Spyder flipped to the ending. It wasnt what he remembered in the patched-together version hed read.
The stall was piled high with books. Paintings were stacked against the back wall and 35mm movie film cans were piled on wooden shelves and floor. The title on one caught Spyders eye.
"This movie doesnt exist," he said.
"Of course it doesnt. If it did, I wouldnt have the thing in my shop. "
"This says Heart of Darkness, directed by Orson Welles. Welles never directed Heart of Darkness. The budget was too big and the studio wouldnt pony up the money. Thats why he made Citizen Kane. "
"And yet you hold that very film in your hands. Do you know why?"
"No. "
"Because Mr. Welles made the film in his mind. He saw it in his dreams, and the memories of those dreams have manifested themselves in the ethereal celluloid you see before you. Would you like to buy it?"
"I told you, Im not here to buy. And I cant play a film like this. You need a movie theater projector. My VCR doesnt even work. "
"Would you like to see the film?"
"Of course. "
"There is a small cinema nearby. It is for people such as ourselves, the humans who inhabit our quaint little city. I allow all my films to be shown there. Its very good publicity. "
"I cant," said Spyder. "I have to meet some friends. "
"Youll just go for a little while. Not for the whole thing. When will you have this chance again?"
"You arent trying to hustle me, are you? Because Im going through kind of a weird period right now and its left me cranky. Someone trying to hustle me would definitely go home
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