Podcast appearances and mentions of Seth Rogen

Chase Sui Wonders has already proven herself a scene-stealing force via titles like Generation and Bodies Bodies Bodies, but 2025 is solidifying her as an undeniable star. In March, she debuted The Studio, an Apple TV+ series in which she stars opposite powerhouses Seth Rogen, Catherine O'Hara, Ike Barinholtz and Kathryn Hahn. Mere days after that show scored a whopping 23 Emmy nominations, Wonders headlines one of the most anticipated movies of the year - the new I Know What You Did Last Summer.Similar to the 1997 original, on July 4, Wonders' Ava and her group of friends go for a drive and stop on the side of the road to watch the fireworks. When one walks into the road, an approaching car swerves to avoid hitting him and veers off the edge of the cliff. Rather than report the incident, the group attempts to sweep it under the rug. And they're confident they've done it until they all regroup next year and come to learn that they're being hunted by a killer who claims, “I know what you did last summer.”With I Know What You Did Last Summer now playing in theaters nationwide, Wonders joined me for a Collider Ladies Night chat to retrace her steps to the film. She looks back on her time studying at Harvard and how booking the role of Riley on HBO Max's Generation wound up being a career game-changer. She also discusses her directing ambitions and what she took from watching Rogen wear multiple hats on the set of The Studio, and then breaks down all the biggest moments of I Know What You Did Last Summer, including sharing scenes with franchise icons Jennifer Love Hewitt and Freddie Prinze Jr., and the movie's third act twists. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

CARL COX curses BLŨ out in an extreme show of brilliantly vile COCKNEY FASHION. CARL COX [unintelligible cockney] BLŪ I have no idea what you just said, or why you're yelling at me! CARL COX (Sarcastically) Well how's this—? “Ello, poppet!” In THE DJ storyline )which is technically storyline a, we've just discovered DJ DILLON FRANCIS used BLU — (originally CC) as a sort of horcrux for his darkest magical intentions. Now the DJS are in a rush to extract this device before time runs out. Wtf did Dillon Francis do? YO HE LITERALLY MADE HER INTO A POPPIT. What the fuck is a poppit. It's like a little fuckin— thing— witches use to store magical energy and when the spell is over you're supposed to destroy them— but he DIDNT and it came to life and it merged with CC! Yooooooo! Who is now blu Tha Gürū, because Chak Chel dissappeared— or sort of dissappeared— to aide in the magical assasination of Let me guess— No don't guess, you could ruin it. What. Don't literally ruin it. The show exists in a multiversial construct which means anything you say, or think, or guess could unintentionally alter the plot, and skew it into an array of infinitely possible dimensions! Oh no! But I already thought! Shh! No you didn't! Just replace those thoughts— with better ones z— I don't have any better thoughts! Well, make some up. Uh— ok! Shh, it's coming back on this is where it gets intense. I thought you've never seen this before I know! But I know it gets intense! Well, how do you know that?! BECAUSE I KNOW THAT ALREADY. {Enter The Multiverse} ENTER THE MULTIVERSE is getting intense. BLŪ WHAT. NO ITS NOT! I can't take it I just can't take it I just can't take it no more I just can't n THE SKY IS FALLING! WHY?' I don't know. Seems pretty intense though, doesn't it. FUCK YOUUUUUU DEADMAU55555555! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!! I am DEADMAU— *powers down* Ah, fuck. KATT WILLIAMS is coaching the NBC GAMES. KATT WILLIAMS Alright, b-ball time! Shirts! Versus skins! you can be skins, Jimmy Fallon. *winks* Ew. She's so fucking gross. I don't get it. Uh— what? No I can't. I'm wearing a suit. I'm sure it's fused to my skin, or something. (This is actually the VICE AGENT version of the dude, who is wired head to toe. If he takes his shirt off, it will blow his cover.) SKINS. Fuck. L E G E N D S HE DUPED YOU! I BELIEVE THAT! He's good at everything! Especially things like that! WE'LL KILL HIM! NO ONE CAN KILL HIM. HE IS IMMORTAL. –doesn't mean we can't try. *dramatic music* [beat] WHAT?! I SAID– I CAN'T HEAR YOU, THERE'S A HELLICOPTER LEVITATING DIRECTLY OVER US! I KNOW! THAT'S WHY I WAS YELLING TOO, IT'S JUST– [Suddenly they realize, it is the he of who they speak hovering in the helicopter.] *GASP* DOn'T. {it's too late. He unloads a clip from an automatic rifle] THOSE ARE BANNED IN EUROPE. YOU COULD HAVE FOOLED ME! I KNOW I COULD HAVE! BECAUSE YOU ARE QUITE OBVIOUSLY EASILY FOOLED! ENOUGH. The helicopter scoops down and unrolls a ladder. W–wait! ARE YOU GETTING IN THE HELLICOPTER WITH HIM?! (dramatically) It appears so. WHAT. YES! YES I AM GETTING INTO THE HELLICOPTER. ARE YOU GONNA SHOOT AT ME *confused* *shurgs* (he gives up) ..of course not. Well then, I believe it is YOU that has been duped. WHAT!??!? GOOD DAY, SIR. Lil Bitz They really nominated Stephen Colbert for an Emmy, and then fired him the next day. What on Earth. What did you do at the party, bro? Be honest! They literally we're like, Wednesday: You're nominated for an Emmy award! Thursday: You're cancelled! Cancelled, bro. How do you cancel the late show? That was David Letterman. The whole point of a show like that is so it goes on forever! Nope, cancelled! Daaaamn. You better win that Emmy now, bruh. {Enter The Multiverse} HOW THE FUCK DID WAYNE BRADY GET IN HERE! I dont know how Wayne Brady got in here! Keep an eye on him. I heard he's polyscientific in his sexual proclivities. Oh. Okay then. L E G E N D S CARL COX curses BLŨ out in an extreme show of brilliantly vile COCKNEY FASHION. CARL COX [unintelligible cockney] BLŪ I have no idea what you just said, or why you're yelling at me! CARL COX (Sarcastically) Well how's this—? “Ello, poppet!” In THE DJ storyline )which is technically storyline a, we've just discovered DJ DILLON FRANCIS used BLU — (originally CC) as a sort of horcrux for his darkest magical intentions. Now the DJS are in a rush to extract this device before time runs out. Wtf did Dillon Francis do? YO HE LITERALLY MADE HER INTO A POPPIT. What the fuck is a poppit. It's like a little fuckin— thing— witches use to store magical energy and when the spell is over you're supposed to destroy them— but he DIDNT and it came to life and it merged with CC! Yooooooo! Who is now Blū Tha Gürū, because Chak Chel disappeared— or sort of disappeared— to aide in the magical assasination of Let me guess— No don't guess, you could ruin it. What. Don't literally ruin it. The show exists in a multiversial construct which means anything you say, or think, or guess could unintentionally alter the plot, and skew it into an array of infinitely possible dimensions! Oh no! But I already thought! Shh! No you didn't! Just replace those thoughts— with better ones z— I don't have any better thoughts! Well, make some up! Uh— ok! Shh, it's coming back on: this is where it gets intense. I thought you've never seen this before I know! But I know it gets intense! Well, how do you know that?! BECAUSE I KNOW THAT ALREADY. {Enter The Multiverse} ENTER THE MULTIVERSE is getting intense. BLŪ WHAT. NO ITS NOT! I can't take it I just can't take it I just can't take it no more I just can't n THE SKY IS FALLING! WHY?' I don't know. Seems pretty intense though, doesn't it. FUCK YOUUUUUU DEADMAU55555555! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!! I am DEADMAU— *powers down* Ah, fuck. {Enter The Multiverse} ICONS KATT WILLIAMS is coaching the NBC GAMES. KATT WILLIAMS Alright, b-ball time! Shirts! Versus skins! …you can be skins, Jimmy Fallon. *winks* Ew. She's so fucking gross. I don't get it. Uh— what? No I can't. I'm wearing a suit. I'm sure it's fused to my skin, or something. (This is actually the VICE AGENT version of the dude, who is wired head to toe. If he takes his shirt off, it will blow his cover.) SKINS. Fuck. L E G E N D S HE DUPED YOU! I BELIEVE THAT! He's good at everything! Especially things like that! WE'LL KILL HIM! NO ONE CAN KILL HIM. HE IS IMMORTAL. –doesn't mean we can't try. *dramatic music* [beat] WHAT?! I SAID– I CAN'T HEAR YOU, THERE'S A HELLICOPTER LEVITATING DIRECTLY OVER US! I KNOW! THAT'S WHY I WAS YELLING TOO, IT'S JUST– [Suddenly they realize, it is the he of who they speak hovering in the helicopter.] *GASP* DOn'T. {it's too late. He unloads a clip from an automatic rifle] THOSE ARE BANNED IN EUROPE. YOU COULD HAVE FOOLED ME! I KNOW I COULD HAVE! BECAUSE YOU ARE QUITE OBVIOUSLY EASILY FOOLED! ENOUGH. The helicopter scoops down and unrolls a ladder. W–wait! ARE YOU GETTING IN THE HELLICOPTER WITH HIM?! (dramatically) It appears so. WHAT. YES! YES I AM GETTING INTO THE HELLICOPTER. ARE YOU GONNA SHOOT AT ME? *confused* *shurgs* (he gives up) ..of course not. Well then, I believe it is YOU that has been duped. WHAT!??!? GOOD DAY, SIR. Lil Bitz They really nominated Stephen Colbert for an Emmy, and then fired him the next day. What on Earth. What did you do at the party, bro? Be honest! They literally we're like, Wednesday: You're nominated for an Emmy award! Thursday: You're cancelled! Cancelled, bro. How do you cancel the late show? That was David Letterman. The whole point of a show like that is so it goes on forever! Nope, cancelled! Daaaamn. You better win that Emmy now, bruh. {Enter The Multiverse} Look at the pale ass people who can afford this place— I'm probably not even allowed there With much dishonor and bad distaste- You'd better stop coming around there If I spend my time out buying your price Mercy to the highest bidder You can call me anything you'd like But just don't call me a quitter If it's talk you want, I've got all the words For a stake, I'll buy you dinner In my house of hands, I've got all nine cards Hey Mary, your husband's a sinner I play all nine holes I lived all nine lives I spend all night In the The Panorama Room Smoke a parliament, parliament I just haven't the heart (The heart) To tell her You were part of it (Part of it) But I just sat down To write my love a letter When you know it's over (You know it's over) But you know you can't Forget her When you know it's over (You know it's over) But you also know That you just can't Forgive her And I just sat down And I just sat down And I just sat down To write my love a letter I write all my best lines In The Panorama Room And I'm back on prime time tonight But it's just lights out If I get back now I just might be up by noon But if I pass out In the town car I went that far As to turn back out For an hour, or a barback Oh wow, I — Look at the time Have a long night out I just lost my life At The Panorama Room It wasn't exactly the phantom But it just might have been Patrick And just like that, I need a back rub And a ballroom gown And an hour of heart talk But I just don't want all that, God I just gotta keep talking Outback from one But what's after all out? I'm no longer lost, I just wanna know How far till the next exit? When's wind a kite to fall back on? How many faxes till it makes sense? Cause it ain't been ten days yet, But I faked maybe seven or eight It is dangerous! A high stakes game, nothing makes sense Till just the end, then it hates to— Just rolls over, the next day raises And all you know is a tunnel And the smoke rising up from the long tail And really no hope goes there at all, But the words to a song And then they cut the lights off It is over; You don't know her, You can't love her— You can't move here, And there's no home sprung out of Hollywood; It was all a hoax, It was all just marxists, And now you really all are on your last dollar to spend, because in the end, truth is currency and we inTelevision really ain't in the business of truth in media; The honesty is honestly just as lost as you and I all are and yet— as proposed, We really are not as one, but so separate that it's possible, your stardust, and my horcruxes Are not that foreign to one another in terms of matter, but fall on us as gospels of one world to a whole other. You know that? It really has been a long drunk drive up the 101 in this classic car with the bucket seats and honest, I'm dying in the intertwined and reading these radio waves just as any old controller, but who knows really when it goes into the ocean, Seemingly out of control, But just turns back to shore, Such as a surfboard. — Seth Rogen. No, no dust— keep moving— It's just sandy beaches and trouble warring No, not now, keep off us— If trouble waves and shadows park this car, A storm is coming. And we were off to shore in the blue classic car, U-turned into her shore like a surfboard on the water. Don't ever do that again. I won't bother. You said “off road.” I didn't know that meant ocean. No, it doesn't go in the ocean. I spoke too soon. {Enter The Multiverse} Do you want me to die, Or bury your love like a secret ther I betray you, And portray you here in such a way as are kings and god, but of ruthless man, you are no honor or, or— worthy of such prize, as I, you ponder? Death seeks you and slowly surely is approaching and is as upon us the dog that barks and the wind that calls and the kiss that waits not as dusk but morning light, and do our calls upon us. And wait you then, these things I have here in my gate, and the knowing of the tide that does not moon, put sorrow? Like a lake it is thus ruined and by my time passed and even ye you, there hath it been not told, as told before the earth will shake with envy, and with pity, and with bore her such pride as slain thy son?! No! You do not any but gasp in these, my words as so you wore but tattered clothes as truths to these, no in mine wealth of heart and rich of soul, yet these bearing little truths have sown our end I wait Here slithers here the snake for singing crickets followed thy sound and thy voice to betray you; And thee I harp as though not to wait my tongue, my pride has pondered on this moment. O, I know and shall to thee my praying the honor of know not I that seek in weighing many days upon us; And though ye as many embark in flight and make my way and wonder where is but here the road to such a comet. Oh shit, he's asking about the other planet. Thank you. Yeah I— There's absolutely no chance in making it. It, by all standard and concept in the construct of time, is not possible. Your kind will be washed and diminished, and our time has come to again rule over our, to she whom you call “Earth”, not as our home, but as our daughter. You have known wise to honor her, our coming. Like omg what the fuck does this have to do with Jimmy Fallon. right. L E G E N D S: ICONS I guess it came through. Yeah, you're right. Yeah. CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR EMMY. Uhh… Thanks? I uh— we didn't win yet. Not with that attitude. Huh. Look at that. I guess you're right! [beat] —but wait, who are you up against? [The Festival Project ™] This is intense. Yeah, I'll say it is… We gotta get to the other side of that portal. I don't think we should be making any— — we should go through the portal—! —plans very seriously— and honestly I'm thinking— Or maybe— you stay here, and I'll go through the portal, and you tell me if you can hear anything once I make it to the other side! I don't know if that…works. What? Why not dude? It'll be great— Cause I don't know anything about portals, and honestly— —I'm thinking— I just want to make it past the Emmy's so I can get laid again—like really laid— I've been… paying… for it. —you want to skip going through a portal so you can get laid? By a decent— and by decent I mean free— lady who just happens to be single and in attendance of the Emmy's or any of the after parties— yes, actually! Yes! No! We have to go through this portal to see what's actually on the other side! I don't have to do anything! No, you don't have to do anything— because I'm going through the portal, and you're just—staying and making sure you tell me if you can hear me! I don't think it's that easy actually! But you don't know until you try. I'm not trying. You're trying. And I'm letting you because you're pressuring me! Shut up. You're starting to sound like one of my interns. If I was one of your interns I would be quitting, and hash tagging you already. If you were one of my interns you wouldn't be paying for company. What's that supposed to mean? Just—- {Enter the multiverse} Stop. What if all whores are just bored workers And all escorts personal massagers— What if all message boards are mating calls And all honor rolls are leader boards, And all board rooms are horse drawn carriages For faraway battlefields, What if nothing I offer even comes close To the dollar value of your most cherished call girl And what if anything I know about her Doesn't conform to my idea of a comfort zone? What if the anxiety you're eyeing me and getting high behind me with is just designed to bind my mind enlightening the lightning strike dividing my entirety? What if I want to know you know my known worth without words or surfaces? What if all I don't know is all of my whole world, And just the dollop of a thought could push you off the wall to fall from the top of the Rockerfeller plaza into art upon the crosswalk? What if I could touch that cross, and walk with the palm of the sword stretched out like a… What were you saying? I don't know something about the handle of a sword turning into another object? What if I could hypothesis not one, but all the conundrums in one stroke of nonsense? Stop already? For what. I was told I could have been bought and sold Had I dressed the part To drive off in the pretty corvette But how dare I not Look just as hard earned As her for dollar signs Although Somebody bought her all of that? What if all you are is just bullets in the gun And a wound for my brain And a heart to heal Without home or a umbrella As the rain comes down so hard It sends whole homes floating? What if all the remarks in my smart ass couldn't call you up in the form of laughter? How about that one? How does your back ache? How was your hour glass. Much much Longer And Harder Than An hour. How I broke my spell? I just shook her hands. I just put my tail In between my legs And departure Marks the time of Our new travel archive But With just the dust of lust From dusk till dawn The one you wanted Climbs upon the forest In another song Or story What you— One, Two, Three dice— The riddle Four, five, Six mice, the honor Six, seven— Someone's disrespected; Lessons! Eight, nine— Oh my, Someone's right behind us. Nor can I stop writing or whining about my desires, and deadlines coming up and signing off, but I'm still crying. So I never sold my sole, And yet, The light from it was stolen; Slamming doors and hard earned apartments, Multipliers and real bad liars And one liners And one sells signed autographed autobiographies Now how about that for a rabbit hole, Seth Meyers? You should work harder on your crossovers Then again, the rule of thumb is to just Put them all on the old drum code And it's just no fun If it's not on suicide watch Don't bother I don't brother, But I learned to love her. You know? Silly little game, this inconsiderate confusion, wind washed galleyways and fisherman to put you under, Degrading you very awaking for the patrons, faking it— No things haven't made sense since you ate it With which way Is the birthday cake? Mistakes the Ace as Satan Lately, anything don't matter but that's a laugh Still no dollar though, no Don't call her out— she just wants courage And witness to slaughter Hers the very lamb of truth And mother's daughter. Put your art to work, This is not a war, it's a fairway And it and your worth, It's a fair game It ain't make sense Till you get 8-6 out a bar that you own Under A. An Alias, B. Under the Name of an Accomplice or otherwise trustworthy partner to which not you call love, but perhaps a co-owner. (Or co-author.) Remember the time now? A shit. I gotta run. Where to? I don't know yet. Grey suit. The whispers of a game Blue tie White stripes Red lips, One aim and he doesn't think twice One name and he doesn't give once Two trips to the hallway, One gun in the holster, One bullet in the chamber, And one number you thought of. Four? …yes. I've got a secret, a dirty little secret. The Rock and The Kite XI {Enter The Multiverse} Copyright The Collective Complex © [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] © 2025 All Rights Reserved -Ū.

CARL COX curses BLŨ out in an extreme show of brilliantly vile COCKNEY FASHION. CARL COX [unintelligible cockney] BLŪ I have no idea what you just said, or why you're yelling at me! CARL COX (Sarcastically) Well how's this—? “Ello, poppet!” In THE DJ storyline )which is technically storyline a, we've just discovered DJ DILLON FRANCIS used BLU — (originally CC) as a sort of horcrux for his darkest magical intentions. Now the DJS are in a rush to extract this device before time runs out. Wtf did Dillon Francis do? YO HE LITERALLY MADE HER INTO A POPPIT. What the fuck is a poppit. It's like a little fuckin— thing— witches use to store magical energy and when the spell is over you're supposed to destroy them— but he DIDNT and it came to life and it merged with CC! Yooooooo! Who is now blu Tha Gürū, because Chak Chel dissappeared— or sort of dissappeared— to aide in the magical assasination of Let me guess— No don't guess, you could ruin it. What. Don't literally ruin it. The show exists in a multiversial construct which means anything you say, or think, or guess could unintentionally alter the plot, and skew it into an array of infinitely possible dimensions! Oh no! But I already thought! Shh! No you didn't! Just replace those thoughts— with better ones z— I don't have any better thoughts! Well, make some up. Uh— ok! Shh, it's coming back on this is where it gets intense. I thought you've never seen this before I know! But I know it gets intense! Well, how do you know that?! BECAUSE I KNOW THAT ALREADY. {Enter The Multiverse} ENTER THE MULTIVERSE is getting intense. BLŪ WHAT. NO ITS NOT! I can't take it I just can't take it I just can't take it no more I just can't n THE SKY IS FALLING! WHY?' I don't know. Seems pretty intense though, doesn't it. FUCK YOUUUUUU DEADMAU55555555! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!! I am DEADMAU— *powers down* Ah, fuck. KATT WILLIAMS is coaching the NBC GAMES. KATT WILLIAMS Alright, b-ball time! Shirts! Versus skins! you can be skins, Jimmy Fallon. *winks* Ew. She's so fucking gross. I don't get it. Uh— what? No I can't. I'm wearing a suit. I'm sure it's fused to my skin, or something. (This is actually the VICE AGENT version of the dude, who is wired head to toe. If he takes his shirt off, it will blow his cover.) SKINS. Fuck. L E G E N D S HE DUPED YOU! I BELIEVE THAT! He's good at everything! Especially things like that! WE'LL KILL HIM! NO ONE CAN KILL HIM. HE IS IMMORTAL. –doesn't mean we can't try. *dramatic music* [beat] WHAT?! I SAID– I CAN'T HEAR YOU, THERE'S A HELLICOPTER LEVITATING DIRECTLY OVER US! I KNOW! THAT'S WHY I WAS YELLING TOO, IT'S JUST– [Suddenly they realize, it is the he of who they speak hovering in the helicopter.] *GASP* DOn'T. {it's too late. He unloads a clip from an automatic rifle] THOSE ARE BANNED IN EUROPE. YOU COULD HAVE FOOLED ME! I KNOW I COULD HAVE! BECAUSE YOU ARE QUITE OBVIOUSLY EASILY FOOLED! ENOUGH. The helicopter scoops down and unrolls a ladder. W–wait! ARE YOU GETTING IN THE HELLICOPTER WITH HIM?! (dramatically) It appears so. WHAT. YES! YES I AM GETTING INTO THE HELLICOPTER. ARE YOU GONNA SHOOT AT ME *confused* *shurgs* (he gives up) ..of course not. Well then, I believe it is YOU that has been duped. WHAT!??!? GOOD DAY, SIR. Lil Bitz They really nominated Stephen Colbert for an Emmy, and then fired him the next day. What on Earth. What did you do at the party, bro? Be honest! They literally we're like, Wednesday: You're nominated for an Emmy award! Thursday: You're cancelled! Cancelled, bro. How do you cancel the late show? That was David Letterman. The whole point of a show like that is so it goes on forever! Nope, cancelled! Daaaamn. You better win that Emmy now, bruh. {Enter The Multiverse} HOW THE FUCK DID WAYNE BRADY GET IN HERE! I dont know how Wayne Brady got in here! Keep an eye on him. I heard he's polyscientific in his sexual proclivities. Oh. Okay then. L E G E N D S CARL COX curses BLŨ out in an extreme show of brilliantly vile COCKNEY FASHION. CARL COX [unintelligible cockney] BLŪ I have no idea what you just said, or why you're yelling at me! CARL COX (Sarcastically) Well how's this—? “Ello, poppet!” In THE DJ storyline )which is technically storyline a, we've just discovered DJ DILLON FRANCIS used BLU — (originally CC) as a sort of horcrux for his darkest magical intentions. Now the DJS are in a rush to extract this device before time runs out. Wtf did Dillon Francis do? YO HE LITERALLY MADE HER INTO A POPPIT. What the fuck is a poppit. It's like a little fuckin— thing— witches use to store magical energy and when the spell is over you're supposed to destroy them— but he DIDNT and it came to life and it merged with CC! Yooooooo! Who is now Blū Tha Gürū, because Chak Chel disappeared— or sort of disappeared— to aide in the magical assasination of Let me guess— No don't guess, you could ruin it. What. Don't literally ruin it. The show exists in a multiversial construct which means anything you say, or think, or guess could unintentionally alter the plot, and skew it into an array of infinitely possible dimensions! Oh no! But I already thought! Shh! No you didn't! Just replace those thoughts— with better ones z— I don't have any better thoughts! Well, make some up! Uh— ok! Shh, it's coming back on: this is where it gets intense. I thought you've never seen this before I know! But I know it gets intense! Well, how do you know that?! BECAUSE I KNOW THAT ALREADY. {Enter The Multiverse} ENTER THE MULTIVERSE is getting intense. BLŪ WHAT. NO ITS NOT! I can't take it I just can't take it I just can't take it no more I just can't n THE SKY IS FALLING! WHY?' I don't know. Seems pretty intense though, doesn't it. FUCK YOUUUUUU DEADMAU55555555! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!! I am DEADMAU— *powers down* Ah, fuck. {Enter The Multiverse} ICONS KATT WILLIAMS is coaching the NBC GAMES. KATT WILLIAMS Alright, b-ball time! Shirts! Versus skins! …you can be skins, Jimmy Fallon. *winks* Ew. She's so fucking gross. I don't get it. Uh— what? No I can't. I'm wearing a suit. I'm sure it's fused to my skin, or something. (This is actually the VICE AGENT version of the dude, who is wired head to toe. If he takes his shirt off, it will blow his cover.) SKINS. Fuck. L E G E N D S HE DUPED YOU! I BELIEVE THAT! He's good at everything! Especially things like that! WE'LL KILL HIM! NO ONE CAN KILL HIM. HE IS IMMORTAL. –doesn't mean we can't try. *dramatic music* [beat] WHAT?! I SAID– I CAN'T HEAR YOU, THERE'S A HELLICOPTER LEVITATING DIRECTLY OVER US! I KNOW! THAT'S WHY I WAS YELLING TOO, IT'S JUST– [Suddenly they realize, it is the he of who they speak hovering in the helicopter.] *GASP* DOn'T. {it's too late. He unloads a clip from an automatic rifle] THOSE ARE BANNED IN EUROPE. YOU COULD HAVE FOOLED ME! I KNOW I COULD HAVE! BECAUSE YOU ARE QUITE OBVIOUSLY EASILY FOOLED! ENOUGH. The helicopter scoops down and unrolls a ladder. W–wait! ARE YOU GETTING IN THE HELLICOPTER WITH HIM?! (dramatically) It appears so. WHAT. YES! YES I AM GETTING INTO THE HELLICOPTER. ARE YOU GONNA SHOOT AT ME? *confused* *shurgs* (he gives up) ..of course not. Well then, I believe it is YOU that has been duped. WHAT!??!? GOOD DAY, SIR. Lil Bitz They really nominated Stephen Colbert for an Emmy, and then fired him the next day. What on Earth. What did you do at the party, bro? Be honest! They literally we're like, Wednesday: You're nominated for an Emmy award! Thursday: You're cancelled! Cancelled, bro. How do you cancel the late show? That was David Letterman. The whole point of a show like that is so it goes on forever! Nope, cancelled! Daaaamn. You better win that Emmy now, bruh. {Enter The Multiverse} Look at the pale ass people who can afford this place— I'm probably not even allowed there With much dishonor and bad distaste- You'd better stop coming around there If I spend my time out buying your price Mercy to the highest bidder You can call me anything you'd like But just don't call me a quitter If it's talk you want, I've got all the words For a stake, I'll buy you dinner In my house of hands, I've got all nine cards Hey Mary, your husband's a sinner I play all nine holes I lived all nine lives I spend all night In the The Panorama Room Smoke a parliament, parliament I just haven't the heart (The heart) To tell her You were part of it (Part of it) But I just sat down To write my love a letter When you know it's over (You know it's over) But you know you can't Forget her When you know it's over (You know it's over) But you also know That you just can't Forgive her And I just sat down And I just sat down And I just sat down To write my love a letter I write all my best lines In The Panorama Room And I'm back on prime time tonight But it's just lights out If I get back now I just might be up by noon But if I pass out In the town car I went that far As to turn back out For an hour, or a barback Oh wow, I — Look at the time Have a long night out I just lost my life At The Panorama Room It wasn't exactly the phantom But it just might have been Patrick And just like that, I need a back rub And a ballroom gown And an hour of heart talk But I just don't want all that, God I just gotta keep talking Outback from one But what's after all out? I'm no longer lost, I just wanna know How far till the next exit? When's wind a kite to fall back on? How many faxes till it makes sense? Cause it ain't been ten days yet, But I faked maybe seven or eight It is dangerous! A high stakes game, nothing makes sense Till just the end, then it hates to— Just rolls over, the next day raises And all you know is a tunnel And the smoke rising up from the long tail And really no hope goes there at all, But the words to a song And then they cut the lights off It is over; You don't know her, You can't love her— You can't move here, And there's no home sprung out of Hollywood; It was all a hoax, It was all just marxists, And now you really all are on your last dollar to spend, because in the end, truth is currency and we inTelevision really ain't in the business of truth in media; The honesty is honestly just as lost as you and I all are and yet— as proposed, We really are not as one, but so separate that it's possible, your stardust, and my horcruxes Are not that foreign to one another in terms of matter, but fall on us as gospels of one world to a whole other. You know that? It really has been a long drunk drive up the 101 in this classic car with the bucket seats and honest, I'm dying in the intertwined and reading these radio waves just as any old controller, but who knows really when it goes into the ocean, Seemingly out of control, But just turns back to shore, Such as a surfboard. — Seth Rogen. No, no dust— keep moving— It's just sandy beaches and trouble warring No, not now, keep off us— If trouble waves and shadows park this car, A storm is coming. And we were off to shore in the blue classic car, U-turned into her shore like a surfboard on the water. Don't ever do that again. I won't bother. You said “off road.” I didn't know that meant ocean. No, it doesn't go in the ocean. I spoke too soon. {Enter The Multiverse} Do you want me to die, Or bury your love like a secret ther I betray you, And portray you here in such a way as are kings and god, but of ruthless man, you are no honor or, or— worthy of such prize, as I, you ponder? Death seeks you and slowly surely is approaching and is as upon us the dog that barks and the wind that calls and the kiss that waits not as dusk but morning light, and do our calls upon us. And wait you then, these things I have here in my gate, and the knowing of the tide that does not moon, put sorrow? Like a lake it is thus ruined and by my time passed and even ye you, there hath it been not told, as told before the earth will shake with envy, and with pity, and with bore her such pride as slain thy son?! No! You do not any but gasp in these, my words as so you wore but tattered clothes as truths to these, no in mine wealth of heart and rich of soul, yet these bearing little truths have sown our end I wait Here slithers here the snake for singing crickets followed thy sound and thy voice to betray you; And thee I harp as though not to wait my tongue, my pride has pondered on this moment. O, I know and shall to thee my praying the honor of know not I that seek in weighing many days upon us; And though ye as many embark in flight and make my way and wonder where is but here the road to such a comet. Oh shit, he's asking about the other planet. Thank you. Yeah I— There's absolutely no chance in making it. It, by all standard and concept in the construct of time, is not possible. Your kind will be washed and diminished, and our time has come to again rule over our, to she whom you call “Earth”, not as our home, but as our daughter. You have known wise to honor her, our coming. Like omg what the fuck does this have to do with Jimmy Fallon. right. L E G E N D S: ICONS I guess it came through. Yeah, you're right. Yeah. CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR EMMY. Uhh… Thanks? I uh— we didn't win yet. Not with that attitude. Huh. Look at that. I guess you're right! [beat] —but wait, who are you up against? [The Festival Project ™] This is intense. Yeah, I'll say it is… We gotta get to the other side of that portal. I don't think we should be making any— — we should go through the portal—! —plans very seriously— and honestly I'm thinking— Or maybe— you stay here, and I'll go through the portal, and you tell me if you can hear anything once I make it to the other side! I don't know if that…works. What? Why not dude? It'll be great— Cause I don't know anything about portals, and honestly— —I'm thinking— I just want to make it past the Emmy's so I can get laid again—like really laid— I've been… paying… for it. —you want to skip going through a portal so you can get laid? By a decent— and by decent I mean free— lady who just happens to be single and in attendance of the Emmy's or any of the after parties— yes, actually! Yes! No! We have to go through this portal to see what's actually on the other side! I don't have to do anything! No, you don't have to do anything— because I'm going through the portal, and you're just—staying and making sure you tell me if you can hear me! I don't think it's that easy actually! But you don't know until you try. I'm not trying. You're trying. And I'm letting you because you're pressuring me! Shut up. You're starting to sound like one of my interns. If I was one of your interns I would be quitting, and hash tagging you already. If you were one of my interns you wouldn't be paying for company. What's that supposed to mean? Just—- {Enter the multiverse} Stop. What if all whores are just bored workers And all escorts personal massagers— What if all message boards are mating calls And all honor rolls are leader boards, And all board rooms are horse drawn carriages For faraway battlefields, What if nothing I offer even comes close To the dollar value of your most cherished call girl And what if anything I know about her Doesn't conform to my idea of a comfort zone? What if the anxiety you're eyeing me and getting high behind me with is just designed to bind my mind enlightening the lightning strike dividing my entirety? What if I want to know you know my known worth without words or surfaces? What if all I don't know is all of my whole world, And just the dollop of a thought could push you off the wall to fall from the top of the Rockerfeller plaza into art upon the crosswalk? What if I could touch that cross, and walk with the palm of the sword stretched out like a… What were you saying? I don't know something about the handle of a sword turning into another object? What if I could hypothesis not one, but all the conundrums in one stroke of nonsense? Stop already? For what. I was told I could have been bought and sold Had I dressed the part To drive off in the pretty corvette But how dare I not Look just as hard earned As her for dollar signs Although Somebody bought her all of that? What if all you are is just bullets in the gun And a wound for my brain And a heart to heal Without home or a umbrella As the rain comes down so hard It sends whole homes floating? What if all the remarks in my smart ass couldn't call you up in the form of laughter? How about that one? How does your back ache? How was your hour glass. Much much Longer And Harder Than An hour. How I broke my spell? I just shook her hands. I just put my tail In between my legs And departure Marks the time of Our new travel archive But With just the dust of lust From dusk till dawn The one you wanted Climbs upon the forest In another song Or story What you— One, Two, Three dice— The riddle Four, five, Six mice, the honor Six, seven— Someone's disrespected; Lessons! Eight, nine— Oh my, Someone's right behind us. Nor can I stop writing or whining about my desires, and deadlines coming up and signing off, but I'm still crying. So I never sold my sole, And yet, The light from it was stolen; Slamming doors and hard earned apartments, Multipliers and real bad liars And one liners And one sells signed autographed autobiographies Now how about that for a rabbit hole, Seth Meyers? You should work harder on your crossovers Then again, the rule of thumb is to just Put them all on the old drum code And it's just no fun If it's not on suicide watch Don't bother I don't brother, But I learned to love her. You know? Silly little game, this inconsiderate confusion, wind washed galleyways and fisherman to put you under, Degrading you very awaking for the patrons, faking it— No things haven't made sense since you ate it With which way Is the birthday cake? Mistakes the Ace as Satan Lately, anything don't matter but that's a laugh Still no dollar though, no Don't call her out— she just wants courage And witness to slaughter Hers the very lamb of truth And mother's daughter. Put your art to work, This is not a war, it's a fairway And it and your worth, It's a fair game It ain't make sense Till you get 8-6 out a bar that you own Under A. An Alias, B. Under the Name of an Accomplice or otherwise trustworthy partner to which not you call love, but perhaps a co-owner. (Or co-author.) Remember the time now? A shit. I gotta run. Where to? I don't know yet. Grey suit. The whispers of a game Blue tie White stripes Red lips, One aim and he doesn't think twice One name and he doesn't give once Two trips to the hallway, One gun in the holster, One bullet in the chamber, And one number you thought of. Four? …yes. I've got a secret, a dirty little secret. The Rock and The Kite XI {Enter The Multiverse} Copyright The Collective Complex © [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] © 2025 All Rights Reserved -Ū.

Let's see how we feel, after a message from our sponsors. Jesus effing Christ, Jimmy Kimmel—goddamn! Why are you always this fucked UP. (Super fuckedupedly) I'm not, I'm just feel—(belches)— like it! —look like it, okay! Omah Gas. I nuh! Uh. Pedro Pascal? You're right again. Yehy! Well, almost right. What. That character he played on that extremely viral SNL skit— OKAH. Woah. —this is the dimension where he's— —oh my god— Yeah. —UHMYGAH! Cut back to: —look— jus— don't look at me. When you're—lookin at me, like that— okay?! Goddamn, he is fucked up. Yeah. This is critical. What did you do to Jimmy Kimmel? Nothing! Okay! He was just— like that already— you know —you don't know! Honestly he's kinda always, a little… WOOOF! Yowza. WOOF WOOF! JIMMY! DO NOT LICK ME! *panting* WOOF WOOF! AUGHHH. Get him out of here before he pees on the rug. I second that. Comeon, boy— WOOF! DOWN! [he obeys intently] Good Jimmy Kimmel. Good— —RUFINOL. What? [suddenly, JIMMY KIMMEL is human again and answers intently. Yes. It seems the word itself has broken his extreme delirium— —yo, okay, what is going on?! You've got to can this thing What. Cancel it. No way. I want to go. This thing, cannot happen, okay! It can't! Wtf Jimmy Fallon, stop inserting yourself into everything! — Unless it's me. EW. GROSS. Shots fired. No, I would call that a foul ball—Get it. No, Cause. You know. He's a bird, kind of. Oh. You mean, like “Fowl ball” Yeah! You got it! Yeah but not without like, thinking about it— So it doesn't work? It didn't work. Yo, but that part does explain why: CUT TO: No, you're right, I do hate Jimmy Fallon. —a lot. A lot. Okay? —but to be fair, I also hate Brad Pitt in the same way. BRAD PITT …You do? Yes, Brad Pitt i do— Very much, Hate you. BRAD PITT (Tearing up emotionally) Like, a lot? Uhm. Like, more than a lot, I just. BRAD PITT is actually extremely fragile and very emotionally sensitive. Is this a prescription for— fucking roofies?! I— have a, a…medical condition. That requires roofies?! Yes actually. It's very…serious. Shapeshifting is very serious. What kind of medical condition requires roofie-ing yourself. I didn't—I don't—I can't roofie myself, actually. What! No way… Someone else has to administer the dose, okay?! So wait. Uhogh, what the fuck man. This is— [he bites his knuckles nervously, then pats his pocket area, before realizing he is no longer wearing pants. Everyone just shrugs, but he becomes increasingly upset.] Where is my— phone?[more shrugs and blank stares] He quickly shuffles through the room and then the open suitcase of empty prescription bottles, spiraling into a deep void of panic and doubt— then, in an act of desperation and apparent extreme thirst, he reaches for the decorative flower vase, ejects the flowers— never mind that they are thorned roses and he appears to be bleeding without giving this a second thought, and chugs the liquid from the translucent crystal vase in a hearty and impressive glug of chugs; gesturing towards the now empty vase with the subtle remark— [beat] It's just vodka— I always have them do that. He sits down on the edge of the bed and takes a sigh as this seems to have calmed him, besides the trickle of blood running down the vase, which he still grips in one hand while rubbing his forehead with the other in complete distress… He seems to be looking out into the universe searching for an answer— seeking a solution to this unknown conundrum— and questions the cause of his demise. A single tear forms in his eye as he calmly asks: …does anyone know how to get ahold of Seth Rogen? The room is a confused and sticky, silent heap of bewildered unknowns. TITLE CARD {Enter The Multiverse} … was that the “message from our sponsors”? Shh! L E G E N D S: ICONS don't look at me. [The Festival Project ™] 50 CENT bursts down the door. WHERE'S MY SHIT, JIMMY? Fiddy. Fiddy, look, man— Don't “FIDDY” me! Look, I can explain. Well, then, explain— TV man. Go on ahead. Look. This is— this was not my fault— Then what was it?! This was— oh, God… Go ahead! It was— this was like a game. This ain't no goddamn game, Jimmy Kimmel, I'll tell you that much right now. Yo. But it—was— a game, though, it just— [got out of hand] {Enter The Multiverse} Museum in a curio cabinet; I know, I know, I know That's the boy, That's the boy, That's the boy I saw That's my boy, that's my boy, that's the boy I know I know Museum or curiosity Too late to tell the tale I think Just cover all with masking tape It is a game, To move the pieces Leave it, let it be, She said Hideous and when the winter hits And the withered women come again Let it be sinking into the sea with the rest of the things I don't need, i never needed I never need it Several synchronicities later, Still something sees symphonies in him Music and misers and mistereases, mistresses Listen to tin written sentiments And remember to forget the rest It's been minted Minted, minted Don't talk Just fucking listen And you'll never fucking get it. What's with the rest of it? Never been, never did Lemons and purple Sundays And when the weather hits, You'll get the tip of it Oh, There it is That thing she likes The thing she sees (She sees the monster) There it is, That thing she sees The thing she knows (She knows the monster) When you walk with the cork of the wine, And the checkboards, The water foxes, wishing reals And written wells, And fears for fourths, One wet, one rotten The rent and the wintergreen gum And the rest is in Zippered cashmere Wonder what the wish is But there is a birthday present for never Then there's a Cheshire Cat And the rest of it was washed in the misery, Misery, never the mystery and there, You weather the almost storm But the storm's not coming, There's nothing but sun left There's nothing but sun there There's nothing but sun there Now, here's this: You remember, dear We resubmit We live in a computer We live in a comouter He‘S green He's new He's wet behind the ears He's a hot one A hot commodity She's weathered She's torn She's a sweet potato on suicide And though at least a hundred other folks This here is the comfort This here is the comfort I'm a narcissist now, but once upon a time I just just self centered The love still there, But instead of the spine or the heart It's back in the middle Why my mother knows what she always knows And she always knows I don't know ‍♂️ o Patrick! Hey Patrick! Yes, what is it? You fiend! Can I have my hat back? Does this match? Does this make ratchet sense to you? Turn down that racket, Tennis racket Tennis clubs And gold clubs Boxes in the attick Skeletons in the closet The stock market going dropped Way down Like the alley with Whole Foods market I miss the rock and the plaza The hot dog corn breads The half wit half breeds And good old hybrids The hallmark cards And who doesn't give a fuck When the earth gives a fuck on a roll But it's walk the dog or go home Seriously, cuz? Or cousin?! You want a hog roll Good for a hog toss Salt washed back rubs And then keep calling your mom If you wanted the balls in your court And yet no one to toss them at And the basket's back at the matchbook factory Mattresses man, and the lands they land at Matches made in TV land Are bound to have a sick and intrinsic twist That will keep your belly rolling And stomach flat Jesus Christ, What the fuck is wrong with that guy— Or rather— What the fuck happened last year, Furthermore; What in the fuck did I write about it? Townhouse in Manhattan Broken finger Broken promises Bottles of hard alcohol And models, hot girls And one cat with curiosity. Check the curio cabinet There ought to be something Or someone in it Maybe even A little man in a box With a million bucks And a tinfoil hat, Ten million marked dollars And zero fucks Whatsoever I have a headache, a headache— A headache I have a heartache, a heartache, a heart— Stop. I put it all on a bushel of bollocks, Bollocks— flowers I put it on, put it on Put it on On, and on And all for nothing All for none With the intensity of one thousand suns, He insists it exists, And exits strategically With the whispers of industry secrets And interesting sequences, She reaches the wings from the curtains And curtsies for courtesy I'm curious I'm curious just how it ends In this suicidal and envious frenzy There's nothing left in the frostbitten five Rolling towards bowling green Where in every pair of loafers, Three piece suits And deep brown eyes, I seen him. In anything over 6 feet, It was good to mean it, And defeat is sweeter than ice cream; But the green is sicker than sea swings So let's rock the boat So to speak Or let's flood a Rock Should we start at the bottom, With large bursts of water, or Turn it all into a washroom With a thunderstorm Oh, lightning strikes! And John Oliver's Murdered, Colbert's been the president for decades, A dictator I got a taste of the rig and the cherry tree I got a big secret, But bitch, You could never keep it! I write a jeep to the Equinox, Ha Ha Ha Charade you are I put a notch in my belt and my bedpost, The watch to the shop But it's all Omega It's all Omega It's all ”Oh My God!” Stop and pause for the audience Stop and pause for the audience Stop and pause for the audience Shock and awe, Or just sloppy nonsense Someone rope in the Johns, And the frog, And the frog And the frog As the fog rolls in Now I'm a millionaire How dare you Did I scare you, Become every hair on your head? Imm the one you don't want You can't want You catch watch You can't wait to Gun her down Gun to your head And I measured it in relevance The end is near And that's the place my head is in I don't need medicine I need an erected monument in honor of All that I wanted for the whole module But now in New York, I'm The same stories over and over So everyone knows Aren't the ones I wrote But I wasn't supposed to Mouth closed Townhouse in Manhattan What the hell happened? Perhaps we all died and then actually end up in heaven eventually. —but maybe I wrote the whole show, But not knowing it's over I just keep rolling and rolling and rolling And open door policy (And that's when the pearly gates open) It's possible you know these are all just my favorite players of anything anywhere possible The folks wrapped in gold for the offerings There was no love left for her but he left the door open She runs around awkward and normal But knows she knows nothing He's lifting her up But he's putting her down at the same time And they both wear a crown, But one draws a crowd And the other's a nine Out of nine Out of nine Out of nine now It's 4 and 3 quarters I make ten cents in a day And he makes ten million a year But it's not about money In fact, If it's not about God, Then it's all about nothing. Nothing at all. Do you want to travel through my eyes One more time One more time And see my life? Did you want to do it all again Just for a quick review, Or not, kid? Do you want to take my eyes And take my heart And pantomime The nevermind And never better moments Of the last forever I like a ride On a nice hot walk Or a park In a nice hot car But you aren't what I wanted The doctor ordered Hot chocolate and syrup And nightmares are coming But the dream had come and gone And in the time since, I haven't slept at all It slipped in on Christmas and went till the miniature habits kicked back in We went around the block a couple times And you just kept rolling Over The car stopped on all fours And Godbfalled you off of it Cause trust, Love, It was horrendous to watch you blow up Into blockbuster artform Off of a bridge And into superstardom Via a billboard Meanwhile, Were shuffleboards And billiards Que the arts! Ou, I meant to owe you All the lessons In the knowledge But the harder I want it the Rocker on my chair polished It grows fuller of course Almost flat on the bottom What you hole into for the audience Is all inside the contracts I put it up on the What did you call it? Put the coat on the chair and just kept going Bro, If I hold you over Promise you'll hold the door open He won't. He's a show host— A remarkable “Don't even bother” And I paid top dollar for these hair plugs, You hear that?! I heard you rabbit. What it is about the thing that wells up in my Washington federal and tear-gassed orphans is Lollipops and anicetepetomin Or asperine I'm desperate for a job And yet, I almost miss the person Hiding from the shadows in the robots In my every on thoughforms Though I should be honored Now I've brought back this astonishing Remarkable curse To not b Have bought curtains When I didn't want them in the first place And I kept the window open 40,000 showed up But I played to no one And the blonde knows it's her birthday So of course she's more important But I'm no one, And here's Fallon: Jimmy Fallon Jimmy Fallon Jimmy Fallon I'm deflated just to follow off for a nut But I'm nothing since no one pondered And wondered to ask a remarkable task get the pawn shop, the butter knife And Lorne all over pork chops on the phone And I'm sure that's not kosher, But sure, there's no cure for it I'm words and I'm worse off The suburbs, the herbs and the marshes The books and the sineage The plants and the corvettes I might have been onto something once But now I'm washed up I might be onto something but no, no, no— I fought it off I might come down with a cold once a quarter century or so but just the snow alone As cold as this whole story is, Ripley's Is hard warming (Believe it or not, We've all got thumbs up We've all got magic wands And wants And whispers And stock markets And wishing for cashmere zippered sweaters This year I'll be on time for once But no one's coming No one's coming up The whole shows under water And all I want to know is How to go To pull the gun and trigger On my own live Cause this whole world Is just rotten Bodies Hairpins, Hairspray Corny! That's grid iron, Gridiron, ten fierce fires and one Cold hearted beautiful liar But which one's the finish? Last that I check Billie, Jimmy, and the Kidd are all Just one body And one mirror image Of one another So next time I call my mother I ought to talk like the worst word, Cause for sure, the oddest part of the whole show Is that he somehow knows her. Now come forwards What words have left to Burn? What words have left to cope and honor What form does lest I take What here is now and crucial? Evervescent fairy, Ever blessing crane, The ship that guides you yet with no light And no sail Has just drifted into unknown waters Where caves dwell and therein lies the secret of our esarth, nor your earth, But ours and again I lay, As you sink into the see with tilting force and berring waves, the drive into the tide my ark the swan hath flown to warn her, there drifts Into the shade again the sun my bird and wait to find my alter My alter again and as I may, The sink that ships and weigh, not the other, My mind you that too is bottom And sank is to have risen, also Here I wonder And never you cave, the drift of glowing green my force And there to wait, there caverns of hers and ships that sank my tide, Is crucial and so with forgiveness in time With every line here I or they did write The truth shatters as illusions, the mask has been re clamored and yet to have imagined I find him here not but the hints And the thing we know, buried deep in my loins and in my earth is he The whispers what May calling and landender, mauve my tide, my ba …wtf. idk. [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS Tales of A Superstar DJ The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū Ascension Deathwish -Ū. Copyright The Festival Project, Inc. ™ & The Complex Collective © 2015-2025 All Rights Reserved

Oh, we're playing piñata, Are we Spin around and Cover with the hands your eyes, And face the sky We're all just a bunch of mucks In as much as a scum world Look what's under us Don't become us! (Force your monster) Learn it Fear to fight the game And flee to read the banks, For not what chosen here hath also done This can encourage all you've loved To want you. Still nothing comes for nothing gained And nothing tied ur hands behind backs, Another game, but not piñata As there are none in our world; Just shattered glass and disco balls, Scuffed hardwood floors and [The Festival Project ™ ] Curious Muse(um) Part II PART THREE? WHERE'S PART II? FUCK IF I KNOW I have a headache I'm desensitizing I've been hypnotized, before, you know But there's just nothing like this The eyes no longer fit in my head, If you're interested, however, The shoes are custom Made to order Well, woah, It was just hello, And I haven't listened since, Instead, I flicker. It wasn't chance or purpose, Never in color or purple, deposit Limited tickets for entry Rub it out in the present, your head And eraser In hair and makeup Full dress, But I've never been later Listen, late (Never better) The end, if you get a good glimpse Or to capture attention, Attention, Attention, Attention, attention! Then we still get good in gold and silver Trip to trip your somber, sober letters Ten dimensions later Ten for ten and Ten men to a collar Definition fits, is it cause and effect? (I have learned my lesson) I never watch, anymore, I just listen A drift behind mixes reviews from critics; How's this for a symbol, Or cymbal to emphasize, emphasis Empathic but Envy — This is where it lives, I guess Gulps of inward air But until I keep it hidden, it is, The heart on my sleeves And without asking permission Excuse this, I went somewhere And I couldn't remember What is that I've already written For just a second Let's just be honest here, I'm not sure exactly what to do with this… Is it a rest day? It should be I've run about a mile every day for 10 days straight And it's still not enough, is it? SETH ROGEN is a HUGE ENTER THE MULTIVERSE FAN. In a quite sheepish and nerd like fashion, his new favorite pastime as he enjoys copious amounts of recreational substances, is an “obscure floating cult-podcast” by a mysterious author; he tries not only desperately to convince his friends that ‘this is the best shit ever' This is the best shit ever— But also rally his industry buddies written into the series to give the series and its script a look and listen for themselves; even those who he's certainly not even really friends with. Have you seen this? What is it? It's like a— podcast. I don't do podcasts. Well, wait—no— it's not just a podcast— it's like a cult— show— “A cult show”? No— well it's like a? Please, leave me alone. {Enter The Multiverse} SETH ROGEN (Smoking a bunch of weed) V.O. Maybe if I take a gentler approach… (Stoned) Have you seen this? Seen what? Well— you're in it. I'm what. Yeah. Let me see. What is this? I know, right! —I didn't sign off on this. Well it's “fan fiction” What?! Technically— look, it's like— What the fuck. Yeah, but— — what?! Yeah, but— What the fuck! But there's more! Whaaaaaaaat. Yeah, I know. Slowly but surely, his celebrity buddies and even a few of his non-famous nerd friends have formed a fan club, growing in numbers seemingly by the minute— there's even a group chat. *notification* *bloop* Hahahahah. *texting* Ahahaha. *bloop* Hahahah. That's sick . *texting* *bloop* What are you doing? Oh. Remember that podcast I tried to tell you about? *blooop* *bloop* Aaaaha! The—fan—thing? *blooop* Hahaha! Yeah. Yeah, what about it. Well, there's like a fan club now, and we have this group chat, where we like, all send eachother like— memes and stuff— “Memes and stuff” Yeah, and like jokes from the— You'd have to— Like you'd have to listen to understand. Oh. I see. Yeah, and like, nobody knows what the creator looks like, so we like, draw cartoons and stuff of like— With like— *bloop* Oh— *bloop* You know, Yeah, I— *bloop* Wait, you don't know what she looks like? Well no—wait— how do you know it's a girl? Well, I'm assuming it's a girl, you said it's like fanfiction, right? Kind of, but— So then? Wel yeah, it would be weird if it was a guy, I guess . Yeah. Yeah, that might be creepy. — so why don't you just look her up? Huh? I don't know man. She's kind of a ghost, A “ghost” well, what does that mean. No social media, no website or— anything. You know . Underground No, I don't know. Oh. Then you don't know. Well. Wait— Aren't most of you guys pretty wealthy? So? So couldn't you just like— Like what, broh: don't be gross. No, I mean— wouldn't it technically just be like, relatively easy to find this person? Then that would be weird. The whole thing is weird! This person is writing about you about people they don't even know—; you don't know eachother! I don't know, man, technically— like From a spiritual perspective or whatever, I don't know- Everything is connected. What! You'd have to listen to the show it's like a spiritual ascension thing— What Based in the mutltiversial—construct. What! You'd have to know! Okay! Okay, okay, fine. *bloop* *bloop* *bloop* SETH ROGEN squints annoyingly and hunches over his phone. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS Tales of A Superstar DJ The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū Ascension Deathwish -Ū.

In THE BEFORE TIME, SETH ROGEN is PUSHED down the JEW PORTAL to an unknown realm across infinity; this ultimately leads to his villainey in our current web of multidimentional-fuck-plots. Why are they “fuck-plots” Fuck. Watch it— Ugh! Plot hole— Fuck— plot hole— Dammit. You lose. Yo fuck you. I had to Jew this the old fashioned way, alright. How'd you get in? Through the eyes. Are you serious. What. This guy. Why! What! Nevermind. Hey, fuck you. What!! How did you get in? You don't want to know. Are you serious! I'm not even allowed to say. Are you serious? Like, ever. I wonder what's wrong with me that this weird shit keeps happening. This is weird, right. Yes. Like, you're—me. Like, I'm you. I'm you. Gross. Anyway, Jew bot. No. We cannot have entire episode where— Jew started it. Oh god. Jesus Christ. And I'm better at it. Suddenly everything's Not only blue but cerulean As if I spoke rules into effect, With just enough effect to let it happen TIMMY'S DAD leaves to play poker, however, because TIMMY is on heavily restricted HOUSE ARREST, his father has hired his old babysitter VICKY to watch him while he is out, VICKY, now pushing 50 (or at the very least looking like it), has not aged well— she is a haggard chai smoker who has developed a large and hair SKIN GROWTH don't forget about CARYN Oh yeah, huh. Hey! Uh, hello. You're Whoopi Goldberg. Oh? Yeah! You must have me mistaken. No, I don't. You certainly do, love— not to worry. It happens all the time. No, I know for a fact you're Whoopi Goldberg. That sound very Jewish. Yeah! Exactly! I'm from Brooklyn. But— My name is Caryn. I— yeah but— This is my stop. Nice to meet you, uh—? Nevermind. “Goldberg” sounds Jewish, doesn't it? The friend nods and the two Ugh I think Jimmy Kimmel is in hatus and I think I might die. Right guierllmo? Uh, right. See how much faster it moves than you, Weeping, And creeping up, keeping these things as a secret is freeing Becomes secret Did you leave it signed in Is it within season, A distraught out of of work and very struggling actress (MAYA RUDOLPHish) has an exceptional (read: exceptionally bad) audition with a well known improvisational theatre troupe which offers the opportunity to sometimes tour and escape the drab and hostile New York cityscape–although the offered reasoning for declining her application for the open position, despite her “perfect pitch” was that she simply wasn't “ugly enough”, after a disgruntled shouting match with the theatre's janitor ends in an explosive food fight in rampant outrage, she is hired for the position and “initiated” into the crew; soon she learns ‘The Uglies' are no ordinary band of misfits–and now adventure awaits on the sometimes open road to who-knows where. “The Uglies” (working title) Comedy, Ensemble, Episodic {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS Tales of A Superstar DJ The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū Ascension Deathwish -Ū. Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019-2025 ™ All Rights Reserved. -Ū.

Let's see how we feel, after a message from our sponsors. Jesus effing Christ, Jimmy Kimmel—goddamn! Why are you always this fucked UP. (Super fuckedupedly) I'm not, I'm just feel—(belches)— like it! —look like it, okay! Omah Gas. I nuh! Uh. Pedro Pascal? You're right again. Yehy! Well, almost right. What. That character he played on that extremely viral SNL skit— OKAH. Woah. —this is the dimension where he's— —oh my god— Yeah. —UHMYGAH! Cut back to: —look— jus— don't look at me. When you're—lookin at me, like that— okay?! Goddamn, he is fucked up. Yeah. This is critical. What did you do to Jimmy Kimmel? Nothing! Okay! He was just— like that already— you know —you don't know! Honestly he's kinda always, a little… WOOOF! Yowza. WOOF WOOF! JIMMY! DO NOT LICK ME! *panting* WOOF WOOF! AUGHHH. Get him out of here before he pees on the rug. I second that. Comeon, boy— WOOF! DOWN! [he obeys intently] Good Jimmy Kimmel. Good— —RUFINOL. What? [suddenly, JIMMY KIMMEL is human again and answers intently. Yes. It seems the word itself has broken his extreme delirium— —yo, okay, what is going on?! You've got to can this thing What. Cancel it. No way. I want to go. This thing, cannot happen, okay! It can't! Wtf Jimmy Fallon, stop inserting yourself into everything! — Unless it's me. EW. GROSS. Shots fired. No, I would call that a foul ball—Get it. No, Cause. You know. He's a bird, kind of. Oh. You mean, like “Fowl ball” Yeah! You got it! Yeah but not without like, thinking about it— So it doesn't work? It didn't work. Yo, but that part does explain why: CUT TO: No, you're right, I do hate Jimmy Fallon. —a lot. A lot. Okay? —but to be fair, I also hate Brad Pitt in the same way. BRAD PITT …You do? Yes, Brad Pitt i do— Very much, Hate you. BRAD PITT (Tearing up emotionally) Like, a lot? Uhm. Like, more than a lot, I just. BRAD PITT is actually extremely fragile and very emotionally sensitive. Is this a prescription for— fucking roofies?! I— have a, a…medical condition. That requires roofies?! Yes actually. It's very…serious. Shapeshifting is very serious. What kind of medical condition requires roofie-ing yourself. I didn't—I don't—I can't roofie myself, actually. What! No way… Someone else has to administer the dose, okay?! So wait. Uhogh, what the fuck man. This is— [he bites his knuckles nervously, then pats his pocket area, before realizing he is no longer wearing pants. Everyone just shrugs, but he becomes increasingly upset.] Where is my— phone?[more shrugs and blank stares] He quickly shuffles through the room and then the open suitcase of empty prescription bottles, spiraling into a deep void of panic and doubt— then, in an act of desperation and apparent extreme thirst, he reaches for the decorative flower vase, ejects the flowers— never mind that they are thorned roses and he appears to be bleeding without giving this a second thought, and chugs the liquid from the translucent crystal vase in a hearty and impressive glug of chugs; gesturing towards the now empty vase with the subtle remark— [beat] It's just vodka— I always have them do that. He sits down on the edge of the bed and takes a sigh as this seems to have calmed him, besides the trickle of blood running down the vase, which he still grips in one hand while rubbing his forehead with the other in complete distress… He seems to be looking out into the universe searching for an answer— seeking a solution to this unknown conundrum— and questions the cause of his demise. A single tear forms in his eye as he calmly asks: …does anyone know how to get ahold of Seth Rogen? The room is a confused and sticky, silent heap of bewildered unknowns. TITLE CARD {Enter The Multiverse} … was that the “message from our sponsors”? Shh! L E G E N D S: ICONS don't look at me. [The Festival Project ™] 50 CENT bursts down the door. WHERE'S MY SHIT, JIMMY? Fiddy. Fiddy, look, man— Don't “FIDDY” me! Look, I can explain. Well, then, explain— TV man. Go on ahead. Look. This is— this was not my fault— Then what was it?! This was— oh, God… Go ahead! It was— this was like a game. This ain't no goddamn game, Jimmy Kimmel, I'll tell you that much right now. Yo. But it—was— a game, though, it just— [got out of hand] {Enter The Multiverse} Museum in a curio cabinet; I know, I know, I know That's the boy, That's the boy, That's the boy I saw That's my boy, that's my boy, that's the boy I know I know Museum or curiosity Too late to tell the tale I think Just cover all with masking tape It is a game, To move the pieces Leave it, let it be, She said Hideous and when the winter hits And the withered women come again Let it be sinking into the sea with the rest of the things I don't need, i never needed I never need it Several synchronicities later, Still something sees symphonies in him Music and misers and mistereases, mistresses Listen to tin written sentiments And remember to forget the rest It's been minted Minted, minted Don't talk Just fucking listen And you'll never fucking get it. What's with the rest of it? Never been, never did Lemons and purple Sundays And when the weather hits, You'll get the tip of it Oh, There it is That thing she likes The thing she sees (She sees the monster) There it is, That thing she sees The thing she knows (She knows the monster) When you walk with the cork of the wine, And the checkboards, The water foxes, wishing reals And written wells, And fears for fourths, One wet, one rotten The rent and the wintergreen gum And the rest is in Zippered cashmere Wonder what the wish is But there is a birthday present for never Then there's a Cheshire Cat And the rest of it was washed in the misery, Misery, never the mystery and there, You weather the almost storm But the storm's not coming, There's nothing but sun left There's nothing but sun there There's nothing but sun there Now, here's this: You remember, dear We resubmit We live in a computer We live in a comouter He‘S green He's new He's wet behind the ears He's a hot one A hot commodity She's weathered She's torn She's a sweet potato on suicide And though at least a hundred other folks This here is the comfort This here is the comfort I'm a narcissist now, but once upon a time I just just self centered The love still there, But instead of the spine or the heart It's back in the middle Why my mother knows what she always knows And she always knows I don't know ‍♂️ o Patrick! Hey Patrick! Yes, what is it? You fiend! Can I have my hat back? Does this match? Does this make ratchet sense to you? Turn down that racket, Tennis racket Tennis clubs And gold clubs Boxes in the attick Skeletons in the closet The stock market going dropped Way down Like the alley with Whole Foods market I miss the rock and the plaza The hot dog corn breads The half wit half breeds And good old hybrids The hallmark cards And who doesn't give a fuck When the earth gives a fuck on a roll But it's walk the dog or go home Seriously, cuz? Or cousin?! You want a hog roll Good for a hog toss Salt washed back rubs And then keep calling your mom If you wanted the balls in your court And yet no one to toss them at And the basket's back at the matchbook factory Mattresses man, and the lands they land at Matches made in TV land Are bound to have a sick and intrinsic twist That will keep your belly rolling And stomach flat Jesus Christ, What the fuck is wrong with that guy— Or rather— What the fuck happened last year, Furthermore; What in the fuck did I write about it? Townhouse in Manhattan Broken finger Broken promises Bottles of hard alcohol And models, hot girls And one cat with curiosity. Check the curio cabinet There ought to be something Or someone in it Maybe even A little man in a box With a million bucks And a tinfoil hat, Ten million marked dollars And zero fucks Whatsoever I have a headache, a headache— A headache I have a heartache, a heartache, a heart— Stop. I put it all on a bushel of bollocks, Bollocks— flowers I put it on, put it on Put it on On, and on And all for nothing All for none With the intensity of one thousand suns, He insists it exists, And exits strategically With the whispers of industry secrets And interesting sequences, She reaches the wings from the curtains And curtsies for courtesy I'm curious I'm curious just how it ends In this suicidal and envious frenzy There's nothing left in the frostbitten five Rolling towards bowling green Where in every pair of loafers, Three piece suits And deep brown eyes, I seen him. In anything over 6 feet, It was good to mean it, And defeat is sweeter than ice cream; But the green is sicker than sea swings So let's rock the boat So to speak Or let's flood a Rock Should we start at the bottom, With large bursts of water, or Turn it all into a washroom With a thunderstorm Oh, lightning strikes! And John Oliver's Murdered, Colbert's been the president for decades, A dictator I got a taste of the rig and the cherry tree I got a big secret, But bitch, You could never keep it! I write a jeep to the Equinox, Ha Ha Ha Charade you are I put a notch in my belt and my bedpost, The watch to the shop But it's all Omega It's all Omega It's all ”Oh My God!” Stop and pause for the audience Stop and pause for the audience Stop and pause for the audience Shock and awe, Or just sloppy nonsense Someone rope in the Johns, And the frog, And the frog And the frog As the fog rolls in Now I'm a millionaire How dare you Did I scare you, Become every hair on your head? Imm the one you don't want You can't want You catch watch You can't wait to Gun her down Gun to your head And I measured it in relevance The end is near And that's the place my head is in I don't need medicine I need an erected monument in honor of All that I wanted for the whole module But now in New York, I'm The same stories over and over So everyone knows Aren't the ones I wrote But I wasn't supposed to Mouth closed Townhouse in Manhattan What the hell happened? Perhaps we all died and then actually end up in heaven eventually. —but maybe I wrote the whole show, But not knowing it's over I just keep rolling and rolling and rolling And open door policy (And that's when the pearly gates open) It's possible you know these are all just my favorite players of anything anywhere possible The folks wrapped in gold for the offerings There was no love left for her but he left the door open She runs around awkward and normal But knows she knows nothing He's lifting her up But he's putting her down at the same time And they both wear a crown, But one draws a crowd And the other's a nine Out of nine Out of nine Out of nine now It's 4 and 3 quarters I make ten cents in a day And he makes ten million a year But it's not about money In fact, If it's not about God, Then it's all about nothing. Nothing at all. Do you want to travel through my eyes One more time One more time And see my life? Did you want to do it all again Just for a quick review, Or not, kid? Do you want to take my eyes And take my heart And pantomime The nevermind And never better moments Of the last forever I like a ride On a nice hot walk Or a park In a nice hot car But you aren't what I wanted The doctor ordered Hot chocolate and syrup And nightmares are coming But the dream had come and gone And in the time since, I haven't slept at all It slipped in on Christmas and went till the miniature habits kicked back in We went around the block a couple times And you just kept rolling Over The car stopped on all fours And Godbfalled you off of it Cause trust, Love, It was horrendous to watch you blow up Into blockbuster artform Off of a bridge And into superstardom Via a billboard Meanwhile, Were shuffleboards And billiards Que the arts! Ou, I meant to owe you All the lessons In the knowledge But the harder I want it the Rocker on my chair polished It grows fuller of course Almost flat on the bottom What you hole into for the audience Is all inside the contracts I put it up on the What did you call it? Put the coat on the chair and just kept going Bro, If I hold you over Promise you'll hold the door open He won't. He's a show host— A remarkable “Don't even bother” And I paid top dollar for these hair plugs, You hear that?! I heard you rabbit. What it is about the thing that wells up in my Washington federal and tear-gassed orphans is Lollipops and anicetepetomin Or asperine I'm desperate for a job And yet, I almost miss the person Hiding from the shadows in the robots In my every on thoughforms Though I should be honored Now I've brought back this astonishing Remarkable curse To not b Have bought curtains When I didn't want them in the first place And I kept the window open 40,000 showed up But I played to no one And the blonde knows it's her birthday So of course she's more important But I'm no one, And here's Fallon: Jimmy Fallon Jimmy Fallon Jimmy Fallon I'm deflated just to follow off for a nut But I'm nothing since no one pondered And wondered to ask a remarkable task get the pawn shop, the butter knife And Lorne all over pork chops on the phone And I'm sure that's not kosher, But sure, there's no cure for it I'm words and I'm worse off The suburbs, the herbs and the marshes The books and the sineage The plants and the corvettes I might have been onto something once But now I'm washed up I might be onto something but no, no, no— I fought it off I might come down with a cold once a quarter century or so but just the snow alone As cold as this whole story is, Ripley's Is hard warming (Believe it or not, We've all got thumbs up We've all got magic wands And wants And whispers And stock markets And wishing for cashmere zippered sweaters This year I'll be on time for once But no one's coming No one's coming up The whole shows under water And all I want to know is How to go To pull the gun and trigger On my own live Cause this whole world Is just rotten Bodies Hairpins, Hairspray Corny! That's grid iron, Gridiron, ten fierce fires and one Cold hearted beautiful liar But which one's the finish? Last that I check Billie, Jimmy, and the Kidd are all Just one body And one mirror image Of one another So next time I call my mother I ought to talk like the worst word, Cause for sure, the oddest part of the whole show Is that he somehow knows her. Now come forwards What words have left to Burn? What words have left to cope and honor What form does lest I take What here is now and crucial? Evervescent fairy, Ever blessing crane, The ship that guides you yet with no light And no sail Has just drifted into unknown waters Where caves dwell and therein lies the secret of our esarth, nor your earth, But ours and again I lay, As you sink into the see with tilting force and berring waves, the drive into the tide my ark the swan hath flown to warn her, there drifts Into the shade again the sun my bird and wait to find my alter My alter again and as I may, The sink that ships and weigh, not the other, My mind you that too is bottom And sank is to have risen, also Here I wonder And never you cave, the drift of glowing green my force And there to wait, there caverns of hers and ships that sank my tide, Is crucial and so with forgiveness in time With every line here I or they did write The truth shatters as illusions, the mask has been re clamored and yet to have imagined I find him here not but the hints And the thing we know, buried deep in my loins and in my earth is he The whispers what May calling and landender, mauve my tide, my ba …wtf. idk. 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Oh, we're playing piñata, Are we Spin around and Cover with the hands your eyes, And face the sky We're all just a bunch of mucks In as much as a scum world Look what's under us Don't become us! (Force your monster) Learn it Fear to fight the game And flee to read the banks, For not what chosen here hath also done This can encourage all you've loved To want you. Still nothing comes for nothing gained And nothing tied ur hands behind backs, Another game, but not piñata As there are none in our world; Just shattered glass and disco balls, Scuffed hardwood floors and [The Festival Project ™ ] Curious Muse(um) Part II PART THREE? WHERE'S PART II? FUCK IF I KNOW I have a headache I'm desensitizing I've been hypnotized, before, you know But there's just nothing like this The eyes no longer fit in my head, If you're interested, however, The shoes are custom Made to order Well, woah, It was just hello, And I haven't listened since, Instead, I flicker. It wasn't chance or purpose, Never in color or purple, deposit Limited tickets for entry Rub it out in the present, your head And eraser In hair and makeup Full dress, But I've never been later Listen, late (Never better) The end, if you get a good glimpse Or to capture attention, Attention, Attention, Attention, attention! Then we still get good in gold and silver Trip to trip your somber, sober letters Ten dimensions later Ten for ten and Ten men to a collar Definition fits, is it cause and effect? (I have learned my lesson) I never watch, anymore, I just listen A drift behind mixes reviews from critics; How's this for a symbol, Or cymbal to emphasize, emphasis Empathic but Envy — This is where it lives, I guess Gulps of inward air But until I keep it hidden, it is, The heart on my sleeves And without asking permission Excuse this, I went somewhere And I couldn't remember What is that I've already written For just a second Let's just be honest here, I'm not sure exactly what to do with this… Is it a rest day? It should be I've run about a mile every day for 10 days straight And it's still not enough, is it? SETH ROGEN is a HUGE ENTER THE MULTIVERSE FAN. In a quite sheepish and nerd like fashion, his new favorite pastime as he enjoys copious amounts of recreational substances, is an “obscure floating cult-podcast” by a mysterious author; he tries not only desperately to convince his friends that ‘this is the best shit ever' This is the best shit ever— But also rally his industry buddies written into the series to give the series and its script a look and listen for themselves; even those who he's certainly not even really friends with. Have you seen this? What is it? It's like a— podcast. I don't do podcasts. Well, wait—no— it's not just a podcast— it's like a cult— show— “A cult show”? No— well it's like a? Please, leave me alone. {Enter The Multiverse} SETH ROGEN (Smoking a bunch of weed) V.O. Maybe if I take a gentler approach… (Stoned) Have you seen this? Seen what? Well— you're in it. I'm what. Yeah. Let me see. What is this? I know, right! —I didn't sign off on this. Well it's “fan fiction” What?! Technically— look, it's like— What the fuck. Yeah, but— — what?! Yeah, but— What the fuck! But there's more! Whaaaaaaaat. Yeah, I know. Slowly but surely, his celebrity buddies and even a few of his non-famous nerd friends have formed a fan club, growing in numbers seemingly by the minute— there's even a group chat. *notification* *bloop* Hahahahah. *texting* Ahahaha. *bloop* Hahahah. That's sick . *texting* *bloop* What are you doing? Oh. Remember that podcast I tried to tell you about? *blooop* *bloop* Aaaaha! The—fan—thing? *blooop* Hahaha! Yeah. Yeah, what about it. Well, there's like a fan club now, and we have this group chat, where we like, all send eachother like— memes and stuff— “Memes and stuff” Yeah, and like jokes from the— You'd have to— Like you'd have to listen to understand. Oh. I see. Yeah, and like, nobody knows what the creator looks like, so we like, draw cartoons and stuff of like— With like— *bloop* Oh— *bloop* You know, Yeah, I— *bloop* Wait, you don't know what she looks like? Well no—wait— how do you know it's a girl? Well, I'm assuming it's a girl, you said it's like fanfiction, right? Kind of, but— So then? Wel yeah, it would be weird if it was a guy, I guess . Yeah. Yeah, that might be creepy. — so why don't you just look her up? Huh? I don't know man. She's kind of a ghost, A “ghost” well, what does that mean. No social media, no website or— anything. You know . Underground No, I don't know. Oh. Then you don't know. Well. Wait— Aren't most of you guys pretty wealthy? So? So couldn't you just like— Like what, broh: don't be gross. No, I mean— wouldn't it technically just be like, relatively easy to find this person? Then that would be weird. The whole thing is weird! This person is writing about you about people they don't even know—; you don't know eachother! I don't know, man, technically— like From a spiritual perspective or whatever, I don't know- Everything is connected. What! You'd have to listen to the show it's like a spiritual ascension thing— What Based in the mutltiversial—construct. What! You'd have to know! Okay! Okay, okay, fine. *bloop* *bloop* *bloop* SETH ROGEN squints annoyingly and hunches over his phone. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS Tales of A Superstar DJ The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū Ascension Deathwish -Ū.

In THE BEFORE TIME, SETH ROGEN is PUSHED down the JEW PORTAL to an unknown realm across infinity; this ultimately leads to his villainey in our current web of multidimentional-fuck-plots. Why are they “fuck-plots” Fuck. Watch it— Ugh! Plot hole— Fuck— plot hole— Dammit. You lose. Yo fuck you. I had to Jew this the old fashioned way, alright. How'd you get in? Through the eyes. Are you serious. What. This guy. Why! What! Nevermind. Hey, fuck you. What!! How did you get in? You don't want to know. Are you serious! I'm not even allowed to say. Are you serious? Like, ever. I wonder what's wrong with me that this weird shit keeps happening. This is weird, right. Yes. Like, you're—me. Like, I'm you. I'm you. Gross. Anyway, Jew bot. No. We cannot have entire episode where— Jew started it. Oh god. Jesus Christ. And I'm better at it. Suddenly everything's Not only blue but cerulean As if I spoke rules into effect, With just enough effect to let it happen TIMMY'S DAD leaves to play poker, however, because TIMMY is on heavily restricted HOUSE ARREST, his father has hired his old babysitter VICKY to watch him while he is out, VICKY, now pushing 50 (or at the very least looking like it), has not aged well— she is a haggard chai smoker who has developed a large and hair SKIN GROWTH don't forget about CARYN Oh yeah, huh. Hey! Uh, hello. You're Whoopi Goldberg. Oh? Yeah! You must have me mistaken. No, I don't. You certainly do, love— not to worry. It happens all the time. No, I know for a fact you're Whoopi Goldberg. That sound very Jewish. Yeah! Exactly! I'm from Brooklyn. But— My name is Caryn. I— yeah but— This is my stop. Nice to meet you, uh—? Nevermind. “Goldberg” sounds Jewish, doesn't it? The friend nods and the two Ugh I think Jimmy Kimmel is in hatus and I think I might die. Right guierllmo? Uh, right. See how much faster it moves than you, Weeping, And creeping up, keeping these things as a secret is freeing Becomes secret Did you leave it signed in Is it within season, A distraught out of of work and very struggling actress (MAYA RUDOLPHish) has an exceptional (read: exceptionally bad) audition with a well known improvisational theatre troupe which offers the opportunity to sometimes tour and escape the drab and hostile New York cityscape–although the offered reasoning for declining her application for the open position, despite her “perfect pitch” was that she simply wasn't “ugly enough”, after a disgruntled shouting match with the theatre's janitor ends in an explosive food fight in rampant outrage, she is hired for the position and “initiated” into the crew; soon she learns ‘The Uglies' are no ordinary band of misfits–and now adventure awaits on the sometimes open road to who-knows where. “The Uglies” (working title) Comedy, Ensemble, Episodic {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS Tales of A Superstar DJ The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū Ascension Deathwish -Ū. Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019-2025 ™ All Rights Reserved. -Ū.

Let's see how we feel, after a message from our sponsors. Jesus effing Christ, Jimmy Kimmel—goddamn! Why are you always this fucked UP. (Super fuckedupedly) I'm not, I'm just feel—(belches)— like it! —look like it, okay! Omah Gas. I nuh! Uh. Pedro Pascal? You're right again. Yehy! Well, almost right. What. That character he played on that extremely viral SNL skit— OKAH. Woah. —this is the dimension where he's— —oh my god— Yeah. —UHMYGAH! Cut back to: —look— jus— don't look at me. When you're—lookin at me, like that— okay?! Goddamn, he is fucked up. Yeah. This is critical. What did you do to Jimmy Kimmel? Nothing! Okay! He was just— like that already— you know —you don't know! Honestly he's kinda always, a little… WOOOF! Yowza. WOOF WOOF! JIMMY! DO NOT LICK ME! *panting* WOOF WOOF! AUGHHH. Get him out of here before he pees on the rug. I second that. Comeon, boy— WOOF! DOWN! [he obeys intently] Good Jimmy Kimmel. Good— —RUFINOL. What? [suddenly, JIMMY KIMMEL is human again and answers intently. Yes. It seems the word itself has broken his extreme delirium— —yo, okay, what is going on?! You've got to can this thing What. Cancel it. No way. I want to go. This thing, cannot happen, okay! It can't! Wtf Jimmy Fallon, stop inserting yourself into everything! — Unless it's me. EW. GROSS. Shots fired. No, I would call that a foul ball—Get it. No, Cause. You know. He's a bird, kind of. Oh. You mean, like “Fowl ball” Yeah! You got it! Yeah but not without like, thinking about it— So it doesn't work? It didn't work. Yo, but that part does explain why: CUT TO: No, you're right, I do hate Jimmy Fallon. —a lot. A lot. Okay? —but to be fair, I also hate Brad Pitt in the same way. BRAD PITT …You do? Yes, Brad Pitt i do— Very much, Hate you. BRAD PITT (Tearing up emotionally) Like, a lot? Uhm. Like, more than a lot, I just. BRAD PITT is actually extremely fragile and very emotionally sensitive. Is this a prescription for— fucking roofies?! I— have a, a…medical condition. That requires roofies?! Yes actually. It's very…serious. Shapeshifting is very serious. What kind of medical condition requires roofie-ing yourself. I didn't—I don't—I can't roofie myself, actually. What! No way… Someone else has to administer the dose, okay?! So wait. Uhogh, what the fuck man. This is— [he bites his knuckles nervously, then pats his pocket area, before realizing he is no longer wearing pants. Everyone just shrugs, but he becomes increasingly upset.] Where is my— phone?[more shrugs and blank stares] He quickly shuffles through the room and then the open suitcase of empty prescription bottles, spiraling into a deep void of panic and doubt— then, in an act of desperation and apparent extreme thirst, he reaches for the decorative flower vase, ejects the flowers— never mind that they are thorned roses and he appears to be bleeding without giving this a second thought, and chugs the liquid from the translucent crystal vase in a hearty and impressive glug of chugs; gesturing towards the now empty vase with the subtle remark— [beat] It's just vodka— I always have them do that. He sits down on the edge of the bed and takes a sigh as this seems to have calmed him, besides the trickle of blood running down the vase, which he still grips in one hand while rubbing his forehead with the other in complete distress… He seems to be looking out into the universe searching for an answer— seeking a solution to this unknown conundrum— and questions the cause of his demise. A single tear forms in his eye as he calmly asks: …does anyone know how to get ahold of Seth Rogen? The room is a confused and sticky, silent heap of bewildered unknowns. TITLE CARD {Enter The Multiverse} … was that the “message from our sponsors”? Shh! L E G E N D S: ICONS don't look at me. [The Festival Project ™] 50 CENT bursts down the door. WHERE'S MY SHIT, JIMMY? Fiddy. Fiddy, look, man— Don't “FIDDY” me! Look, I can explain. Well, then, explain— TV man. Go on ahead. Look. This is— this was not my fault— Then what was it?! This was— oh, God… Go ahead! It was— this was like a game. This ain't no goddamn game, Jimmy Kimmel, I'll tell you that much right now. Yo. But it—was— a game, though, it just— [got out of hand] {Enter The Multiverse} Museum in a curio cabinet; I know, I know, I know That's the boy, That's the boy, That's the boy I saw That's my boy, that's my boy, that's the boy I know I know Museum or curiosity Too late to tell the tale I think Just cover all with masking tape It is a game, To move the pieces Leave it, let it be, She said Hideous and when the winter hits And the withered women come again Let it be sinking into the sea with the rest of the things I don't need, i never needed I never need it Several synchronicities later, Still something sees symphonies in him Music and misers and mistereases, mistresses Listen to tin written sentiments And remember to forget the rest It's been minted Minted, minted Don't talk Just fucking listen And you'll never fucking get it. What's with the rest of it? Never been, never did Lemons and purple Sundays And when the weather hits, You'll get the tip of it Oh, There it is That thing she likes The thing she sees (She sees the monster) There it is, That thing she sees The thing she knows (She knows the monster) When you walk with the cork of the wine, And the checkboards, The water foxes, wishing reals And written wells, And fears for fourths, One wet, one rotten The rent and the wintergreen gum And the rest is in Zippered cashmere Wonder what the wish is But there is a birthday present for never Then there's a Cheshire Cat And the rest of it was washed in the misery, Misery, never the mystery and there, You weather the almost storm But the storm's not coming, There's nothing but sun left There's nothing but sun there There's nothing but sun there Now, here's this: You remember, dear We resubmit We live in a computer We live in a comouter He‘S green He's new He's wet behind the ears He's a hot one A hot commodity She's weathered She's torn She's a sweet potato on suicide And though at least a hundred other folks This here is the comfort This here is the comfort I'm a narcissist now, but once upon a time I just just self centered The love still there, But instead of the spine or the heart It's back in the middle Why my mother knows what she always knows And she always knows I don't know ‍♂️ o Patrick! Hey Patrick! Yes, what is it? You fiend! Can I have my hat back? Does this match? Does this make ratchet sense to you? Turn down that racket, Tennis racket Tennis clubs And gold clubs Boxes in the attick Skeletons in the closet The stock market going dropped Way down Like the alley with Whole Foods market I miss the rock and the plaza The hot dog corn breads The half wit half breeds And good old hybrids The hallmark cards And who doesn't give a fuck When the earth gives a fuck on a roll But it's walk the dog or go home Seriously, cuz? Or cousin?! You want a hog roll Good for a hog toss Salt washed back rubs And then keep calling your mom If you wanted the balls in your court And yet no one to toss them at And the basket's back at the matchbook factory Mattresses man, and the lands they land at Matches made in TV land Are bound to have a sick and intrinsic twist That will keep your belly rolling And stomach flat Jesus Christ, What the fuck is wrong with that guy— Or rather— What the fuck happened last year, Furthermore; What in the fuck did I write about it? Townhouse in Manhattan Broken finger Broken promises Bottles of hard alcohol And models, hot girls And one cat with curiosity. Check the curio cabinet There ought to be something Or someone in it Maybe even A little man in a box With a million bucks And a tinfoil hat, Ten million marked dollars And zero fucks Whatsoever I have a headache, a headache— A headache I have a heartache, a heartache, a heart— Stop. I put it all on a bushel of bollocks, Bollocks— flowers I put it on, put it on Put it on On, and on And all for nothing All for none With the intensity of one thousand suns, He insists it exists, And exits strategically With the whispers of industry secrets And interesting sequences, She reaches the wings from the curtains And curtsies for courtesy I'm curious I'm curious just how it ends In this suicidal and envious frenzy There's nothing left in the frostbitten five Rolling towards bowling green Where in every pair of loafers, Three piece suits And deep brown eyes, I seen him. In anything over 6 feet, It was good to mean it, And defeat is sweeter than ice cream; But the green is sicker than sea swings So let's rock the boat So to speak Or let's flood a Rock Should we start at the bottom, With large bursts of water, or Turn it all into a washroom With a thunderstorm Oh, lightning strikes! And John Oliver's Murdered, Colbert's been the president for decades, A dictator I got a taste of the rig and the cherry tree I got a big secret, But bitch, You could never keep it! I write a jeep to the Equinox, Ha Ha Ha Charade you are I put a notch in my belt and my bedpost, The watch to the shop But it's all Omega It's all Omega It's all ”Oh My God!” Stop and pause for the audience Stop and pause for the audience Stop and pause for the audience Shock and awe, Or just sloppy nonsense Someone rope in the Johns, And the frog, And the frog And the frog As the fog rolls in Now I'm a millionaire How dare you Did I scare you, Become every hair on your head? Imm the one you don't want You can't want You catch watch You can't wait to Gun her down Gun to your head And I measured it in relevance The end is near And that's the place my head is in I don't need medicine I need an erected monument in honor of All that I wanted for the whole module But now in New York, I'm The same stories over and over So everyone knows Aren't the ones I wrote But I wasn't supposed to Mouth closed Townhouse in Manhattan What the hell happened? Perhaps we all died and then actually end up in heaven eventually. —but maybe I wrote the whole show, But not knowing it's over I just keep rolling and rolling and rolling And open door policy (And that's when the pearly gates open) It's possible you know these are all just my favorite players of anything anywhere possible The folks wrapped in gold for the offerings There was no love left for her but he left the door open She runs around awkward and normal But knows she knows nothing He's lifting her up But he's putting her down at the same time And they both wear a crown, But one draws a crowd And the other's a nine Out of nine Out of nine Out of nine now It's 4 and 3 quarters I make ten cents in a day And he makes ten million a year But it's not about money In fact, If it's not about God, Then it's all about nothing. Nothing at all. Do you want to travel through my eyes One more time One more time And see my life? Did you want to do it all again Just for a quick review, Or not, kid? Do you want to take my eyes And take my heart And pantomime The nevermind And never better moments Of the last forever I like a ride On a nice hot walk Or a park In a nice hot car But you aren't what I wanted The doctor ordered Hot chocolate and syrup And nightmares are coming But the dream had come and gone And in the time since, I haven't slept at all It slipped in on Christmas and went till the miniature habits kicked back in We went around the block a couple times And you just kept rolling Over The car stopped on all fours And Godbfalled you off of it Cause trust, Love, It was horrendous to watch you blow up Into blockbuster artform Off of a bridge And into superstardom Via a billboard Meanwhile, Were shuffleboards And billiards Que the arts! Ou, I meant to owe you All the lessons In the knowledge But the harder I want it the Rocker on my chair polished It grows fuller of course Almost flat on the bottom What you hole into for the audience Is all inside the contracts I put it up on the What did you call it? Put the coat on the chair and just kept going Bro, If I hold you over Promise you'll hold the door open He won't. He's a show host— A remarkable “Don't even bother” And I paid top dollar for these hair plugs, You hear that?! I heard you rabbit. What it is about the thing that wells up in my Washington federal and tear-gassed orphans is Lollipops and anicetepetomin Or asperine I'm desperate for a job And yet, I almost miss the person Hiding from the shadows in the robots In my every on thoughforms Though I should be honored Now I've brought back this astonishing Remarkable curse To not b Have bought curtains When I didn't want them in the first place And I kept the window open 40,000 showed up But I played to no one And the blonde knows it's her birthday So of course she's more important But I'm no one, And here's Fallon: Jimmy Fallon Jimmy Fallon Jimmy Fallon I'm deflated just to follow off for a nut But I'm nothing since no one pondered And wondered to ask a remarkable task get the pawn shop, the butter knife And Lorne all over pork chops on the phone And I'm sure that's not kosher, But sure, there's no cure for it I'm words and I'm worse off The suburbs, the herbs and the marshes The books and the sineage The plants and the corvettes I might have been onto something once But now I'm washed up I might be onto something but no, no, no— I fought it off I might come down with a cold once a quarter century or so but just the snow alone As cold as this whole story is, Ripley's Is hard warming (Believe it or not, We've all got thumbs up We've all got magic wands And wants And whispers And stock markets And wishing for cashmere zippered sweaters This year I'll be on time for once But no one's coming No one's coming up The whole shows under water And all I want to know is How to go To pull the gun and trigger On my own live Cause this whole world Is just rotten Bodies Hairpins, Hairspray Corny! That's grid iron, Gridiron, ten fierce fires and one Cold hearted beautiful liar But which one's the finish? Last that I check Billie, Jimmy, and the Kidd are all Just one body And one mirror image Of one another So next time I call my mother I ought to talk like the worst word, Cause for sure, the oddest part of the whole show Is that he somehow knows her. Now come forwards What words have left to Burn? What words have left to cope and honor What form does lest I take What here is now and crucial? Evervescent fairy, Ever blessing crane, The ship that guides you yet with no light And no sail Has just drifted into unknown waters Where caves dwell and therein lies the secret of our esarth, nor your earth, But ours and again I lay, As you sink into the see with tilting force and berring waves, the drive into the tide my ark the swan hath flown to warn her, there drifts Into the shade again the sun my bird and wait to find my alter My alter again and as I may, The sink that ships and weigh, not the other, My mind you that too is bottom And sank is to have risen, also Here I wonder And never you cave, the drift of glowing green my force And there to wait, there caverns of hers and ships that sank my tide, Is crucial and so with forgiveness in time With every line here I or they did write The truth shatters as illusions, the mask has been re clamored and yet to have imagined I find him here not but the hints And the thing we know, buried deep in my loins and in my earth is he The whispers what May calling and landender, mauve my tide, my ba …wtf. idk. 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Oh, we're playing piñata, Are we Spin around and Cover with the hands your eyes, And face the sky We're all just a bunch of mucks In as much as a scum world Look what's under us Don't become us! (Force your monster) Learn it Fear to fight the game And flee to read the banks, For not what chosen here hath also done This can encourage all you've loved To want you. Still nothing comes for nothing gained And nothing tied ur hands behind backs, Another game, but not piñata As there are none in our world; Just shattered glass and disco balls, Scuffed hardwood floors and [The Festival Project ™ ] Curious Muse(um) Part II PART THREE? WHERE'S PART II? FUCK IF I KNOW I have a headache I'm desensitizing I've been hypnotized, before, you know But there's just nothing like this The eyes no longer fit in my head, If you're interested, however, The shoes are custom Made to order Well, woah, It was just hello, And I haven't listened since, Instead, I flicker. It wasn't chance or purpose, Never in color or purple, deposit Limited tickets for entry Rub it out in the present, your head And eraser In hair and makeup Full dress, But I've never been later Listen, late (Never better) The end, if you get a good glimpse Or to capture attention, Attention, Attention, Attention, attention! Then we still get good in gold and silver Trip to trip your somber, sober letters Ten dimensions later Ten for ten and Ten men to a collar Definition fits, is it cause and effect? (I have learned my lesson) I never watch, anymore, I just listen A drift behind mixes reviews from critics; How's this for a symbol, Or cymbal to emphasize, emphasis Empathic but Envy — This is where it lives, I guess Gulps of inward air But until I keep it hidden, it is, The heart on my sleeves And without asking permission Excuse this, I went somewhere And I couldn't remember What is that I've already written For just a second Let's just be honest here, I'm not sure exactly what to do with this… Is it a rest day? It should be I've run about a mile every day for 10 days straight And it's still not enough, is it? SETH ROGEN is a HUGE ENTER THE MULTIVERSE FAN. In a quite sheepish and nerd like fashion, his new favorite pastime as he enjoys copious amounts of recreational substances, is an “obscure floating cult-podcast” by a mysterious author; he tries not only desperately to convince his friends that ‘this is the best shit ever' This is the best shit ever— But also rally his industry buddies written into the series to give the series and its script a look and listen for themselves; even those who he's certainly not even really friends with. Have you seen this? What is it? It's like a— podcast. I don't do podcasts. Well, wait—no— it's not just a podcast— it's like a cult— show— “A cult show”? No— well it's like a? Please, leave me alone. {Enter The Multiverse} SETH ROGEN (Smoking a bunch of weed) V.O. Maybe if I take a gentler approach… (Stoned) Have you seen this? Seen what? Well— you're in it. I'm what. Yeah. Let me see. What is this? I know, right! —I didn't sign off on this. Well it's “fan fiction” What?! Technically— look, it's like— What the fuck. Yeah, but— — what?! Yeah, but— What the fuck! But there's more! Whaaaaaaaat. Yeah, I know. Slowly but surely, his celebrity buddies and even a few of his non-famous nerd friends have formed a fan club, growing in numbers seemingly by the minute— there's even a group chat. *notification* *bloop* Hahahahah. *texting* Ahahaha. *bloop* Hahahah. That's sick . *texting* *bloop* What are you doing? Oh. Remember that podcast I tried to tell you about? *blooop* *bloop* Aaaaha! The—fan—thing? *blooop* Hahaha! Yeah. Yeah, what about it. Well, there's like a fan club now, and we have this group chat, where we like, all send eachother like— memes and stuff— “Memes and stuff” Yeah, and like jokes from the— You'd have to— Like you'd have to listen to understand. Oh. I see. Yeah, and like, nobody knows what the creator looks like, so we like, draw cartoons and stuff of like— With like— *bloop* Oh— *bloop* You know, Yeah, I— *bloop* Wait, you don't know what she looks like? Well no—wait— how do you know it's a girl? Well, I'm assuming it's a girl, you said it's like fanfiction, right? Kind of, but— So then? Wel yeah, it would be weird if it was a guy, I guess . Yeah. Yeah, that might be creepy. — so why don't you just look her up? Huh? I don't know man. She's kind of a ghost, A “ghost” well, what does that mean. No social media, no website or— anything. You know . Underground No, I don't know. Oh. Then you don't know. Well. Wait— Aren't most of you guys pretty wealthy? So? So couldn't you just like— Like what, broh: don't be gross. No, I mean— wouldn't it technically just be like, relatively easy to find this person? Then that would be weird. The whole thing is weird! This person is writing about you about people they don't even know—; you don't know eachother! I don't know, man, technically— like From a spiritual perspective or whatever, I don't know- Everything is connected. What! You'd have to listen to the show it's like a spiritual ascension thing— What Based in the mutltiversial—construct. What! You'd have to know! Okay! Okay, okay, fine. *bloop* *bloop* *bloop* SETH ROGEN squints annoyingly and hunches over his phone. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS Tales of A Superstar DJ The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū Ascension Deathwish -Ū.

In THE BEFORE TIME, SETH ROGEN is PUSHED down the JEW PORTAL to an unknown realm across infinity; this ultimately leads to his villainey in our current web of multidimentional-fuck-plots. Why are they “fuck-plots” Fuck. Watch it— Ugh! Plot hole— Fuck— plot hole— Dammit. You lose. Yo fuck you. I had to Jew this the old fashioned way, alright. How'd you get in? Through the eyes. Are you serious. What. This guy. Why! What! Nevermind. Hey, fuck you. What!! How did you get in? You don't want to know. Are you serious! I'm not even allowed to say. Are you serious? Like, ever. I wonder what's wrong with me that this weird shit keeps happening. This is weird, right. Yes. Like, you're—me. Like, I'm you. I'm you. Gross. Anyway, Jew bot. No. We cannot have entire episode where— Jew started it. Oh god. Jesus Christ. And I'm better at it. Suddenly everything's Not only blue but cerulean As if I spoke rules into effect, With just enough effect to let it happen TIMMY'S DAD leaves to play poker, however, because TIMMY is on heavily restricted HOUSE ARREST, his father has hired his old babysitter VICKY to watch him while he is out, VICKY, now pushing 50 (or at the very least looking like it), has not aged well— she is a haggard chai smoker who has developed a large and hair SKIN GROWTH don't forget about CARYN Oh yeah, huh. Hey! Uh, hello. You're Whoopi Goldberg. Oh? Yeah! You must have me mistaken. No, I don't. You certainly do, love— not to worry. It happens all the time. No, I know for a fact you're Whoopi Goldberg. That sound very Jewish. Yeah! Exactly! I'm from Brooklyn. But— My name is Caryn. I— yeah but— This is my stop. Nice to meet you, uh—? Nevermind. “Goldberg” sounds Jewish, doesn't it? The friend nods and the two Ugh I think Jimmy Kimmel is in hatus and I think I might die. Right guierllmo? Uh, right. See how much faster it moves than you, Weeping, And creeping up, keeping these things as a secret is freeing Becomes secret Did you leave it signed in Is it within season, A distraught out of of work and very struggling actress (MAYA RUDOLPHish) has an exceptional (read: exceptionally bad) audition with a well known improvisational theatre troupe which offers the opportunity to sometimes tour and escape the drab and hostile New York cityscape–although the offered reasoning for declining her application for the open position, despite her “perfect pitch” was that she simply wasn't “ugly enough”, after a disgruntled shouting match with the theatre's janitor ends in an explosive food fight in rampant outrage, she is hired for the position and “initiated” into the crew; soon she learns ‘The Uglies' are no ordinary band of misfits–and now adventure awaits on the sometimes open road to who-knows where. “The Uglies” (working title) Comedy, Ensemble, Episodic {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS Tales of A Superstar DJ The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū Ascension Deathwish -Ū. Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019-2025 ™ All Rights Reserved. -Ū.

We're talking… the Wolf at a teddy bears picnic, an insect bite emergency, an embarrassing school holiday incident with a scorpion, miss-matched shoes, Tom hosting the Broadcast Digital Awards, Superman films and bogus film reviews, going to Chessington with Nicolas Holt, getting kicked out of a library, mastering smelling good, Seth Rogen's new Apple TV show and the announcement of Tom's 2026 stand-up tour - SPUDGUN. Plus, we answer an email question about a time travel quandary with another classic roll play. For questions or comments, please email us at wolfowlpod@gmail.com - we'd love to hear from you. Instagram - @wolfowlpod TikTok - @wolfowlpodcast YouTube - www.youtube.com/WolfandOwlPodcast Merch & Mailing List - https://wolfandowlpod.com A Mighty Ranga Production For sales and sponsorship enquiries: HELLO@KEEPITLIGHTMEDIA.COM Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

A semmiből jött az Apple TV vígjátéksorozata, de pillanatok alatt közönségkedvenc lett Seth Rogen produktuma. Összeül a szokásos csapat, hogy bemutassa és kommentálja azt, hogy tényleg megérdemli-e ezt a státuszt.

Jurandir Filho, Thiago Siqueira, Rogério Montanare e Fernanda Schmölz batem um papo sobre "O Estúdio", série da Apple TV+. Para quem ama o cinema não apenas pela magia da tela grande, mas também pelos bastidores que fazem essa magia acontecer, a série “O Estúdio é uma verdadeira joia nessa era dos streamings. Criada por Seth Rogen e Evan Goldberg (os mesmos de "Superbad", "The Boys", "Invencível" e "Tartarugas Ninja Caos Mutante"), a série brinca com a futilidade e os egos de Hollywood, mas sem perder o respeito pelo cinema. Seth Rogen interpreta Matt Remick, o recém-promovido e obcecado chefe da Continental Studios. Entre pressões corporativas, artistas narcisistas e executivos impiedosos, Matt precisa equilibrar sua paixão por filmes de qualidade com a necessidade de lucro. A série é o novo "The Office"? Bryan Cranston está no seu melhor papel após "Breaking Bad"?- ASSINE O SALA VIP DO RAPADURACAST- Um podcast EXCLUSIVO do RapaduraCast toda semana! http://patreon.com/rapaduracast

Executing a well-timed oner is hard. Building a whole show around long, continuous takes? That's another level. This week on Below the Line, Skid is joined by First Assistant Director Donald Murphy and Camera Operator Mark Goellnicht to go behind the scenes of The Studio, the Apple TV+ comedy that blends big laughs with an ambitious visual style. Directed by Seth Rogen and Evan Goldberg, the show follows the fictional chaos of Continental Studios — and brings that chaos to life through long takes, handheld choreography, and camera work that pulls the audience into the scene. Topics include: Shooting single-camera, continuous-take scenes for nearly every episode How the “oner” for Episode 2 was planned, rehearsed, and executed with an eye towards golden hour Building camera choreography around comedy timing and live dialogue Collaborating with actors and stand-ins on complex blocking Stitching shots using natural movement, practical transitions, and VFX Pulling off production in real-world locations like the Las Vegas strip and the Golden Globes Utilizing crew members as additional “background” for added realism Managing on-set tone and morale with Seth Rogen's laid-back leadership Donald and Mark also reflect on how The Studio pulled off its most ambitious sequences — from passing a camera mid-shot between operators to filming in working casinos with minimal control. And yes, they name names: Martin Scorsese, Sarah Polley, Zac Efron, and Ron Howard all make appearances (on set and in the story).

Send us a textWhat do you do when customers love your product…but only buy once? On today's E-commerce OS Fast Track, Jordan West sits down with Raveena Cheema, Co-Founder and CMO of Purple Rose Supply, to unpack the retention puzzle for cannabis cigars—an inherently low-frequency purchase that's ripe with untapped opportunity.Timestamps:00:01 – Intro: “What do you do when you have an amazing acquisition funnel…” 02:00 – Acquisition: “I would say acquisition, definitely tricky…” 06:37 – Core Question: “How do I drive repeat purchases in a lowish frequency category…” 08:15 – Repeat Skepticism: “Why would somebody want to buy another of the same?” 20:49 – Experimentation: “just try it all right? Like try it all.” 25:35 – Socials Skepticism: “I am so happy you said you're not on socials.”Inside the Episode:Understanding the 10% Repurchase PhenomenonWe dive into why only one in ten customers return within the first 90 days—even when they swear by your product. You'll learn how to benchmark your performance against industry cohorts and why a seemingly low rate can actually signal a massive upside if you apply the right levers.Three Strategic Retention LeversHabit-Stacking Your Product: Embed your hardware into daily routines by optimizing ease-of-use and creating “ritual” touchpoints (e.g., morning wake-and-bake vs. weekend social sessions).New SKUs & Accessories: From color-drops to premium add-ons, discover how launching micro-collections or complementary tools can spark fresh interest—without a full R&D budget.Competitive Pricing Tests: Learn how tiered pricing, bundle discounts, and limited-time promos can shift purchase behavior and elevate your average order value.Real-World Product HacksSee actual “before and after” examples of celebrity collabs (imagine a Seth Rogen x Purple Rose Supply limited edition!), collectible series, and one-off seasonal drops that turned casual buyers into repeat collectors.Retention Tech Stack Deep DiveWe'll walk through best practices for Klaviyo flows and SMS sequences—plus how to leverage AI-powered tools like Ripple.ai for hyper-personalized campaigns that resonate at scale.Guest info:Linkedin: linkedin.com/in/raveenacheemaEnjoyed this deep dive? Smash that LIKE button, drop your biggest retention challenge in the COMMENTS, and SUBSCRIBE for weekly, battle-tested playbooks to scale your ecommerce brand with real, actionable systems.

This week, Janet & Jared are back in the studio with Scheana, all together for the first time since their prank on Janet's husband went awry. Speaking of Jason, which of Janet's bathroom products has he been stealing? How does she feel knowing that her hall pass, Seth Rogen, watches the show – and after show? What is their “type” – and did Scheana and Janet marry theirs? Elsewhere, the trio discuss how Gen Z is turning away from alcohol and reminisce about their younger drinking years. What was their first drink, and which mixed cocktail reminds Scheana of Les Doux on a Wednesday? Plus, they weigh in on the Karen Reid trial; do they think she got away with murder? Tune in to find out! Follow us: @scheana @scheananigans Co-Hosts: @janet @jaredlips BUY MY BOOK!!!MY GOOD SIDE is available for Pre-Order now at www.mygoodsidebook.com The video version of this episode will be available on Scheana's YouTube page on Friday, June 27th.Episode Sponsors:Go to www.vivrelle.com and apply for a membership today using code GOODASGOLD for 30% off 1 month of membership - the code will also allow you to skip the Vivrelle waitlist.Don't wait! Make your outdoor space your dream oasis TODAY with Wayfair, and enjoy it all summer long. Head to Wayfair.com right now to shop a huge outdoor selection.Visit ryleeandcru.com/Scheananigans and use code GOODASGOLD for 20% off your first order.If you're into glamour and romance, things are heating up on Hulu. Catch new seasons of Project Runway and Bachelor in Paradise this summer.Produced by Dear MediaSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

From a record-breaking heatwave on the longest day of the year, to Tinder's new face-check to stop bots. We break down Connor McDavid's future with the Oilers, Seth Rogen on the audition that could've ended his career, and 16 billion login credentials leaked in a massive cyber breach. Plus, a Brampton man's huge cocaine bust at the border, a lawyer who called a judge “honey,” and the early reviews for the new Superman movie.

Dave and Chuck the Freak talk about a guy on a bike who licked a woman’s feet hanging out the window, ex used to poop naked, wife trying to make him mow lawn in the heat, heatwave across the country, Amtrak passengers stuck in heat, airlines dealing with heat, 2 firefighters ran a cop off the road, woman’s encounter with a shark while snorkeling, jewel thief used slight of hand to steal, identical twins celebrate 100th birthday, Dave’s new deodorant, smelly entrance to radio station, man won hurdling race after his dong fell out of pants, ball player named Dicky Lovelady, defense rests in Diddy trial, update on Cobra Kai actor who bit co-star, Hugh Jackman finalizes divorce, Timothee Chalamet refuses to be on The Kardashians, tape of Seth Rogen’s Gigli audition, AC/DC looking old on tour, taco truck owner slashes ties of rival, man exposes himself on bus, guy tried to kiss lady’s feet before touching himself, someone brought giant sausage into club, what’s something that women do that’s an instant turn-off?, guy discovered toothbrush he swallowed years ago, Life Is Life, woman peed on sidewalk in front of salon, wing suit diver died, spear fisherman has encounter with shark, shark shows up during bachelorette party, over aggressive catfish injured 5 swimmers, screen divorce, when we get to keep a return it makes us use a company again, and more!

The Cinematography Podcast Episode 316: Adam Newport-Berra The Studio creators Seth Rogen and Evan Goldberg exploited every part of their knowledge and experience in the film industry to find the show's humor. Cinematographer Adam Newport-Berra worked closely with Rogen and Goldberg to achieve the show's signature style. They found the most dynamic ways to shoot scenes, with camera movements that immerse the audience in the characters' anxiety and panic. “It meant moving with the characters, moving through spaces, and finding ways to just keep the momentum of a scene going,” Adam explains. “We made very strong decisions early in the process. We're only gonna shoot with one camera, we're gonna shoot every scene in one shot, we're gonna shoot with one lens. It funnels down your choices and your options on set in a way that I think is really special. I think we make the most creative decisions when we're limited.” The Studio relies on nimble, handheld camera work on gimbals and magnetic rigs for its many one-shot takes. The crew avoided over-intellectualizing each scene, prioritizing a dynamic feel and incorporating homages to numerous films. “I think a lot of it really came down to the writing and the material,” says Adam. “Seth and Evan are very smart. They've been doing this for a long time. They know what they like and they leaned into that in the writing.” While a script provided the foundation, many scenes were reworked on set. Rogen and Goldberg would collaborate with the actors to refine the rhythm and enhance the material. Actors frequently contributed lines and ideas, leading to on-the-spot script revisions. However, improvisation had to fit into the impeccable timing for both the acting and camera work, leaving little room for error. Some shots required 20 takes, with the initial few serving as warmups. “It was a very non-traditional way to make a show,” Adam notes, “but everyone's firing on all cylinders, everyone's bringing 100 percent.” Rather than creating traditional shot lists, Rogen and Goldberg would work out complex camera moves with the crew directly on location. Often, they'd envision a desired shot and then structure the scene to organically lead to it. The crew and actors would block and rehearse scenes together and separately, allowing the story to unfold naturally. For a show as dynamic as The Studio, Adam learned to keep the lighting as simple as possible. The lighting had to take a backseat to the camera movement, so typically, every episode relied on natural light. Adam trusted in modern camera sensor technology and the colorist to ensure the actors looked their best. But he did have opportunities to experiment with light and shadow in specific episodes, such as “The Missing Reel,” which embraced a film noir look, and “The Golden Globes,” which used stage lighting and uplighting on the tables. “I think what works about this show was the fact that it does skewer itself, it is self-deprecating, it does show how absurd our life is and it was kind of refreshing to be able to talk about that publicly,” says Adam. “A lot of the people in my life don't understand what I do, so it's been fun to tell these stories and to show how absurd our profession is, the conflict between art and commerce, and how much we care about it.” Find Adam Newport-Berra: https://adamnewportberra.com/ Instagram: @adamnewportberra The Studio is on Apple TV+ Sponsored by Hot Rod Cameras: https://hotrodcameras.com/ Sponsored by Laowa by Venus Optics: https://www.venuslens.net/ The Cinematography Podcast website: www.camnoir.com YouTube: @TheCinematographyPodcast Facebook: @cinepod Instagram: @thecinepod Blue Sky: @thecinepod.bsky.social

DP Adam Newport-Berra and Camera Operator Mark Goellnicht SOC ACO are the powerhouse duo behind the lens of The Studio. In this episode, we dive into what it's really like working with comedy legends and co-directors Seth Rogen and Evan Goldberg. Adam and Mark take us through the camera rigs they tested and how they meticulously choreographed scenes that feel like total chaos but are actually tightly crafted. We also break down some of the most jaw dropping shots in the series, the kind that had us hitting rewind just to figure out how they pulled them off. If you're into behind the scenes tech talk, creative teamwork, or just love hearing how high pressure shots come together, this one's for you. From camera movement to controlled madness, it's a must listen for both the tech heads and fans of the show. This podcast is proudly brought to you by our technology partner, Sony. Produced by Deb Van Dieren Hosted and edited by Lucas Tomoana SOC

Vamos falar sobre The Studio, a série criada por Seth Rogen que escancara, com muito humor e caos, o lado podre e hilário da indústria do entretenimento. Prepare-se para egos inflados, roteiros absurdos e uma sátira afiada sobre o que rola quando as câmeras estão desligadas! CAVERNA DO DRAGÃO: O EPISÓDIO PERDIDO Confira o curta Ganhador do Leão de Ouro em Cannes 2025: https://youtu.be/m_mFdMVKHTs OZOB Aproveite o Late Pledge de Ozob: A Cyberpunk Boardgame! Brasil: https://jovemnerd.page.link/Ozob_Late_Pledge Internacional: https://jovemnerd.page.link/Ozob_Gamefound_Late_Pledge A PRÓPRIA CARNE Cadastre-se e acompanhe as novidades: https://jovemnerd.page.link/A_Propria_Carne_Tour Atenção! Estamos nos preparando para o lançamento de A Própria Carne e queremos saber: de qual estado e cidade você gostaria de assistir ao filme? https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLScyabqbGvNJHqFp7VR-Z9Bi5QJo-SVc0DVnbiz48apxbNdZkw/viewform HAMBURGADA PARA ARRECADAR PARA O PIRULLA Data: 25.06.2025 (quarta-feira) Horário: a prtir das 19:00 Local: Seven Kings - Perdizes - Rua Cândido Espinheira, 812, próximo ao Parque da Água Branca.   > SIGA O NOVO FEED DO CANECA DE MAMICAS < CONFIRA OS OUTROS CANAIS DO JOVEM NERD E-MAILS Mande suas críticas, elogios, sugestões e caneladas para nerdcast@jovemnerd.com.br APP JOVEM NERD: Google Play Store | Apple App Store ARTE DA VITRINE: Randall Random Baixe a versão Wallpaper da vitrine EDIÇÃO COMPLETA POR RADIOFOBIA PODCAST E MULTIMÍDIA

We're going full superficial. Lizzo and Khloe Kardashian are talking about weight, while Seth Rogen and Joe McHale are talking about going bald. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In this episode, host Richard Roeper breaks down Will Smith's surprising confessions about roles he turned down, Tom Cruise's long-overdue honorary Oscar, and Seth Rogen's spicy take on the Academy Awards. Plus, a look at the growing trend of parents and kids showing up to job interviews. In segment two of the podcast, Roeper gives his reviews for the following releases: 28 Years Later (Theaters) Elio (Theaters) The Waterfront (Netflix) The Richard Roeper Show is brought to you by Americaneagle.com Studios.

This week on The Analysis, Bob Pantalone welcomes back film fanatic and pop culture critic Brittney Brown for a deep dive into Apple TV's breakout hit The Studio—a smart, satirical rollercoaster produced by and starring Seth Rogen. From Martin Scorsese directing a Kool-Aid Man movie to Bryan Cranston mangling lobster at a blackjack table, The Studio hilariously pulls back the curtain on the chaotic, ego-filled, and often absurd world of modern moviemaking. Brittney and Bob unpack their favorite episodes, dig into how real-life industry pressures show up in the storytelling, and reflect on Rogen's evolution as a creator who's not afraid to make himself the punchline.

On this episode of 'Moose and Jodie slinging takes on TV and movies', or, 'Married with Channels.' "Government Cheese" is not just a bad facsimile of actual cheese but a show on Apple TV+. Seth Rogen goes behind the scenes of movie-making with some of the 'silly' thrown in there in 'The Studio.' "The Mortician" is about a guy who burns bodies who was too good at his job and maybe murdered someone. So sad.   Give us a good review and please subscribe!   If you have any show or movie recommendations for us please get those to us via our Twitter at www.twitter.com/MarriedWChanns.

En este episodio hablamos sobre la serie de Apple TV+ y Seth Rogen que sigue al director de un estudio de cine que ama el cine pero tiene que hacer negocios. Sígannos en Instagram y Letterboxd como @pantallapodcast

Nick dives into a BuzzFeed survey rounding up some of the most beloved Saturday Night Live sketches of all time, as voted on by fans. From outrageous characters to iconic moments, these picks span generations—and the people definitely have good taste. Highlights include Will Ferrell, Jimmy Fallon, and Sean Hayes battling fashion snobbery (and microscopic cell phones) in “Jeffrey's,” Christopher Walken's unforgettable turn as the ever-creepy “Continental,” and Cecily Strong getting way too emotional over dog food alongside Seth Rogen. Melissa McCarthy wrangles some unruly animal balloons, and the legendary “Sinatra Group” sketch makes a triumphant return, with Phil Hartman channeling Ol' Blue Eyes, Jan Hooks as a brooding Sinead O'Connor, and Sting nailing a punked-out Billy Idol. Nick caps things off with a behind-the-scenes gem from Seth Meyers and a revisit to Taylor Swift's clever “Monologue Song.” It's a celebration of fan favorites, iconic chaos, and the sketches that left a mark. [EP 128]

Eric Dane from Grey's Anatomy shared how ALS is impacting his life a year and a half after his diagnosis, and Seth Rogen says no one will take his idea on how to fix award shows seriously. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Temple of Geek Podcast hosts Suhaila and Maria provided an in-depth review of Apple TV+’s “The Studio”. The show, which stars Seth Rogen along with numerous guest stars, has been praised for its meta-commentary on the entertainment industry. Described as a very good show by our hosts, “The Studio” is a quality original idea. The […] The post Deconstructing Apple TV+’s “The Studio” – Temple of Geek Podcast appeared first on TEMPLE OF GEEK.

In this episode, we review the first season of the Apple TV+ original series starring Seth Rogen and Catherine O'Hara, titled The Studio. We discuss how unique this show is in showcasing the ins and outs of the film industry, and we debate whether Seth Rogen is a good TV lead. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Mase & Sue discuss their favorite episodes of Seth Rogen's THE STUDIO and the biggest pop culture moments of the 21st century…so far. Plus, MISSION IMPOSSIBLE: THE FINAL RECKONING star Greg Tarzan Davis talks about his trip from high school teacher to movie star, working with Tom Cruise on multiple films, the realism that comes with practical stunts & how that Double Ultimate Football game in TOP GUN: MAVERICK works.00:00 Introduction and Sponsor Message00:40 Welcome to the Culture Pop Podcast03:37 New Series: The Studio09:42 Cocaine Stories14:43 Top Pop Culture Moments of the 21st Century30:49

The Wrap Beers return for another week on the pod. To start things off, The Beers introduce what we are drinking for this episode - Athletic Brewing Company's non-alcoholic Free Wave (1:35). The Beers then discuss a trip to the iconic Film Forum on Houston Street to see a rare showing of Federico Fellini's 8 1/2 in one of the more unique movie-watching experiences to date (6:01). Dylan shares his review of the 2001 British crime film SEXY BEAST, directed by Jonathan Glazer and starring Ben Kingsley in an Oscar-nominated performance (19:56). Roger follows up with another British-heavy movie, offering his review of Guy Ritchie's THE GENTLEMEN, which stars a heavyweight cast featuring Matthew McConaughey, Charlie Hunnam, Collin Farrell, Hugh Grant, and Jeremy Strong in one of the more beloved dark comedies since the pandemic (30:37). To wrap it up, The Beers give a quick recommendation for Seth Rogen's new comedy series THE STUDIO (36:40).Got a movie, TV series, or doc we should talk about? Send it! thewrapbeers@gmail.comFollow!https://www.instagram.com/thewrapbeers/https://www.tiktok.com/@thewrapbeerspodDylan - https://www.instagram.com/dylan_john_murphy/Roger - https://www.instagram.com/rogerzworld/Subscribe!https://www.youtube.com/@thewrapbeers Letterboxd!https://letterboxd.com/wrapitupb/ Intro & Outro Music by Matt Kuartzhttps://www.instagram.com/mattkuartz?utm_source=ig_web_button_share_sheet&igsh=ZDNlZDc0MzIxNw%3D%3D

In this solo episode of Fine Tooning, Jim Hill covers a whirlwind of animation news, box office milestones, and fast food tie-ins—while Drew Taylor checks in from Annecy. Topics include: Disney's live-action Lilo & Stitch nears $800M globally, but with How to Train Your Dragon, Elio, and Jurassic World approaching, can it hold on? A live-action Tangled revival is gaining momentum, possibly hitting theaters in 2029. Burger King's How to Train Your Dragon menu gets taste-tested, including the Dragon Flame-Grilled Whopper and Viking's Chocolate Sundae. Universal's Simpsons rights could end in 2028, putting attractions like Krusty Burger on the clock. The forgotten Dolby stereo Fantasia soundtrack from 1982, featuring a 125-piece orchestra, Jimmy Macdonald's new click track, and backlash from classical music fans. Plus: LEGO's $200 Krusty Burger, Seth Rogen's porcine resume, and why blue drinks raise red flags. It's a classic Jim-only episode packed with oddball insight and animation industry intel. Be Our Guest Vacations Planning your next Disney vacation? Be Our Guest Vacations is a Platinum-level Earmarked travel agency with concierge-level service to make every trip magical. Their team of expert agents plans vacations across the globe, from Disney and Universal to cruises and adventures, ensuring you have the best possible experience without the stress. Learn More Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Mason and Ireland dive into the comments from Brian Windhorst talking about the trade market for Giannis Antetokounmpo. Do you think Walker Kessler would be a good fit on the Lakers? Take a listen to NHL commissioner talking about the Florida teams and state tax. Seth Rogen had an interesting take on movie studio heads. Game of Games, plus the ESPN 710 All- Star softball game draft!  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

In this solo episode of Fine Tooning, Jim Hill covers a whirlwind of animation news, box office milestones, and fast food tie-ins—while Drew Taylor checks in from Annecy. Topics include: Disney's live-action Lilo & Stitch nears $800M globally, but with How to Train Your Dragon, Elio, and Jurassic World approaching, can it hold on? A live-action Tangled revival is gaining momentum, possibly hitting theaters in 2029. Burger King's How to Train Your Dragon menu gets taste-tested, including the Dragon Flame-Grilled Whopper and Viking's Chocolate Sundae. Universal's Simpsons rights could end in 2028, putting attractions like Krusty Burger on the clock. The forgotten Dolby stereo Fantasia soundtrack from 1982, featuring a 125-piece orchestra, Jimmy Macdonald's new click track, and backlash from classical music fans. Plus: LEGO's $200 Krusty Burger, Seth Rogen's porcine resume, and why blue drinks raise red flags. It's a classic Jim-only episode packed with oddball insight and animation industry intel. Be Our Guest Vacations Planning your next Disney vacation? Be Our Guest Vacations is a Platinum-level Earmarked travel agency with concierge-level service to make every trip magical. Their team of expert agents plans vacations across the globe, from Disney and Universal to cruises and adventures, ensuring you have the best possible experience without the stress. Learn More Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Mike and Kelsey share their best and worst movies for the month of June. They talk about the best and worst places to sit in the theater, an underrated movie snack, and Mike feeling embarrassed for liking Stitch so much. In the Movie Review, Mike talks about Tom Cruise in Mission: Impossible – The Final Reckoning. He shares why he thinks the finale to the franchise fell short, why Tom Cruise needs to go back to dramas and will Glen Powell take over the franchise? In the Trailer Park, Mike talks about Keanu Reeves in “Good Fortune,” which is an upcoming comedy from Aziz Ansari. The “John Wick” star plays a well-meaning guardian angel named Gabriel who tries to help Arj, played by Ansari, by swapping his life with a wealthy venture capitalist, played by Seth Rogen. New Episodes Every Monday! Watch on YouTube: @MikeDeestro Follow Mike on TikTok: @mikedeestro Follow Mike on Instagram: @mikedeestro Follow Mike on X: @mikedeestro Follow Mike on Letterboxd: @mikedeestro Email: MovieMikeD@gmail.com See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Director of Photography Adam Newport-Berra joins us to discuss his incredible work on “The Studio,” the hilarious behind-the-scenes satire now streaming on Apple TV+. The cinematographer shares how he helped co-creators Seth Rogen and Evan Goldberg pull off the show's bold cinematic concept: shooting nearly every scene as a continuous long take. Join us as we go behind the camera on episode two, “The Oner,” a technical and comedic marvel executed as one uninterrupted 25-minute shot. Newport-Berra details the challenges of capturing ensemble performances, navigating comedic timing, and using cinematography to enhance the absurdity of Hollywood. “I think one thing I really learned on this show is to just never say no... Seth and Evan really supported me and believed in me... and it created an environment where it was almost impossible to say no, because we were so creative that we were always able to come up with a solution.” —Adam Newport-Berra, Director of Photography, “The Studio” Be sure to check out “The Studio,” now streaming on AppleTV+, in Dolby Vision® and Dolby Atmos®. Please subscribe to Dolby Creator Talks wherever you get your podcasts. You can also check out the video for this episode on YouTube. Learn more about the Dolby Creator Lab and check out Dolby.com. Connect with Dolby on Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, or LinkedIn.

Production Designer Julie Berghoff joins Decorating Pages to reveal the meticulous world-building behind Apple TV+'s The Studio. From Frank Lloyd Wright-inspired architecture to immersive 360º sets on the Warner Bros lot, Berghoff details how she and her team constructed a century-old fictional studio that feels alive. Hear about how she designed sets in just 7 weeks, created iconic logos, transformed real L.A. landmarks, and collaborated with Seth Rogen and Evan Goldberg to reflect classic Hollywood screwball comedy. A must-listen for set decorators, designers, and cinephiles.

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There's Cannes Fallout, a new Box Office queen & king with Lilo & Stitch, plus major MCU news with the delay of Avengers: Doomsday. Plus, we review Friendship, The Rehearsal, Bring Her Back, Until Dawn, The Studio, new docs and many new trailers in this Oscar Race Checkpoint. CANNES FALLOUT: Jafar Panahi's It Was Just An Accident Palme sparks international incident - 2:25 Netflix buys Nouvelle Vague, a Bono Doc Review + the full Acquisitions Tally - 7:52 FUTURE MOVIE NEWS: Avengers: Doomsday delayed and what it means for the MCU - 11:42 Damien Chazelle's next film with Daniel Craig & Cillian Murphy - 15:49 Gears of War for Netflix gets a director + M1's casting hopes - 18:26 A MEMORIAL DAY WEEKEND BOX OFFICE UPDATE: AM's Lilo & Stitch Celebration & Review - 20:14 Thoughts on Mission Impossible, Final Destination, Thunderbolts, & Sinners progress - 25:10 Paul Rudd & Tim Robinson's Friendship makes $$$ + AM's Review - 32:40 M1 breaks into a review of The Rehearsal: Season 2 - 36:08 Minecraft, Accountant 2, and Hurry Up Tomorrow round out the top 10 - 38:34 TRAILER REVIEWS: Good Fortune is Dogma, starring Keanu Reeves, Seth Rogen, & Sherry Cola - 41:25 Caught Stealing from Darren Aronofsky & a stacked August - 43:30 Zootopia 2 knows how to teaser - 46:41 Jurassic World: Rebirth if it works will end a certain way - 47:56 Materialists if it works will end a certain way - 50:34 WHAT WE'RE WATCHING: Bring Her Back - 54:15 Breaking into the Elio & Smurfs Trailers - 57:05 Until Dawn - 58:10 Santosh - 59:44 Paddington In Peru - 1:01:42 Breaking into the Sunset Boulevard Broadway Adaptation Rumors - 1:02:38 Pee Wee As Himself - 1:04:54 The Studio: Season 1 - 1:09:07 OUTRO: Announcing our Upcoming Superman Rewatch Series - 1:13:09 Announcing our Upcoming PTA Rewatch Series called “Boogie Mikes” - 1:14:23 AM's Upcoming Slate At Tribeca - 1:16:29 https://linktr.ee/mikemikeandoscar

Can you name the shows and the characters who said these lines? Paul sits down with Brian and Kathleen to test their knowledge of TV. Paul will say a quote from a TV show, and the two of them will take turns to see if they have the answers. Out of all 12 quotes, how many can you get?? We are now a network of podcasts covering all of your favorite tv shows! Binge Empire (Fantasy and Sci-Fi shows) - Currently Covering The Last of Us. The Core (All Things Apple TV+) - Currently covering Seth Rogen's The Studio. Dark & Twisted (Murder Mystery Drama TV) - Currently Covering Yellowjackets Final Form (Anime and Animated TV)- Currently covering Solo Leveling. Unreal (Reality TV) - Just completed the Traitors (US) LINK- ⁠⁠https://beacons.ai/bingetowntv Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

VidChuck goes to Key West with Quinn from the Impractical Jokers for the FIRST EVER "Q West" comedy escape! Ray films with Don't Tell in Columbus! Brad grimaces and guffaws!We also talk about Seth Rogen's "The Studio," Nathan Fielder's "The Rehearsal," and create the phrase "Manopause!"Video edit by Craig Depina@funbearablepod / funbearablepod.comLIVE show alert!! Narragansett Beer's Funbearable Summer Break is this Sunday,June 1st at the Comedy Connection in East Providence, RI! Tickets here: https://events.ricomedyconnection.com/shows/31485-------------------------------This episode is brought to you by NARRAGANSETT BEER! Check out Narragansett Beer nationally and make sure to check out the new Narragansett brewery in Providence, RI if you're in the New England area!narragansettbeer.com / @gansettbeer-------------------------------#podcast #laugh #funny #comedy #impracticaljokers #qwest

An update on our recording schedule over the next month, Will's first ever Las Vegas club appearance, Timothee Chalamet (and other celebs) sitting courtside at MSG, Barrett's running adventures, eating slop, the best living rooms of notable New Yorkers, propaganda we're not falling for, Seth Rogen's suits in The Studio, wishlist items, and more.Subscribe to the newsletter: retailpod.substack.com willdefries.substack.com Shop the Sunday Scaries Scented Candles: www.vellabox.com/sundayscariesWatch all Retail Therapy episodes on YouTube: www.youtube.com/sundayscariespodcastSupport This Week's SponsorsShopify: www.shopify.com/scaries ($1/month trial!)Aura Frames: www.auraframes.com (AURA20 for $20 off plus free shipping)Follow AlongRetail Therapy on Instagram: www.instagram.com/retail.podWill deFries on Twitter: www.twitter.com/willdefriesWill deFries on Instagram: www.instagram.com/willdefries Barrett Dudley on Twitter: www.twitter.com/barrettdudleyBarrett Dudley on Instagram: www.instagram.com/barrettdudleySunday Scaries on Twitter: www.twitter.com/sundayscariesSunday Scaries on Instagram: www.instagram.com/sunday.scaries

In this episode of Look Behind The Look, we jump into the world of the hit Apple TV show, The Studio, featuring a star-studded cast including Seth Rogen, Catherine O'Hara, Bryan Cranston and Kathryn Hahn. The cameos are unreal with Zoe Kravitz giving an unexpectedly hilarious performance, and Dave Franco giving... well... an expectedly hilarious performance.Hair department head, Vanessa Price, and makeup department head, Jorgee Douglass share their creative insights and experiences from behind the scenes. From the impeccable costumes to the wild hair and makeup designs for Hahn and Cranston, they explore how the show's unique visual style enhances its comedic brilliance. It's a collaborative process that shaped the show, revealing how the creative team worked closely with the actors to craft memorable looks that reflect their characters.Jorgee and Vanessa discuss the challenges of creating hair and makeup that not only fit the narrative but also resonate with the audience. Each episode is it's own beast- and they certainly rise to each challenge. As they share about their experiences on set, it becomes clear that the magic of The Studio lies not just in its writing and performances, but also in the meticulous attention to detail in every look. Join us and don't forget to share your favorite episodes in the comments! (I know it's a given that everyone's favorite was #2, but that finale!!!!! Wow!)But wait!There's more: https://linktr.ee/lookbehindthelook Get full access to Look Behind The Look at lookbehindthelook.substack.com/subscribe

5/14/25- Hour 1 Rich and the guys react to MLB Commissioner Rob Manfred lifting the bans on Pete Rose and Shoeless Joe Jackson. Actor Ike Barinholtz joins Rich in-studio to discuss his new ‘The Studio' comedy series on AppleTV+ co-staring Seth Rogen, Bryan Cranston and cameos by Martin Scorsese and others, reacts to his fellow Chicago native Pope Leo XIV's White Sox fandom, offers up his ‘Celebrity Jeopardy' advice for the guys, and more. Please check out other RES productions: Overreaction Monday: http://apple.co/overreactionmonday  What the Football with Suzy Shuster and Amy Trask: http://apple.co/whatthefootball The Jim Jackson Show: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-jim-jackson-show/id1770609432 No-Contest Wrestling with O'Shea Jackson Jr. and TJ Jefferson: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/no-contest-wrestling/id1771450708 Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

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In this episode of Grumpy Old Geeks, we're serving up a buffet of dystopia with a side of snark. First, Kuwait has finally realized crypto bros are an energy drain, not a feature. Celsius Network's founder gets 12 years for running a “safe investment” Ponzi scheme. And in Lopez v. Apple, we find yet another reason to question Cupertino's moral compass.Then it's time for a trip through the tech trash fire. DoorDash gobbles up Deliveroo, proving there's no such thing as too many overpriced salads. Google wants your kids to befriend Gemini—because what could go wrong giving tweens supervised AI access? Tesla's “Robotaxi” trademark gets the boot for being as generic as Elon's pickup lines. Meanwhile, Grok strips in public, deepfake porn sites get the axe, and dating app “Raw” rawdogs user data like it's the early 2000s internet. We also hit peak Black Mirror with brain-typed tweets, AI-resurrected relatives, and crypto kidnappers playing real-life GTA.On Media Candy, the streaming overlords dump trailers like Halloween candy. Squid Game is back to traumatize you, Star Trek: Lower Decks keeps boldly going where no animated series should, and The Old Guard 2 teases a Theron-vs-Thurman sword fight. Plus, Apple's UX team found the “enhance” button, Netflix wants to be helpful (lol), and Google dreams of becoming a Hollywood darling. Over in Apps & Doodads, Apple wants to stagger iPhone drops, Disney sells you a $3,000 droid with zero sass, and Smart Flowerpots are now a thing because apparently, you can't be trusted to water your plant.And finally, it's time for The Dark Side with Dave, where Bittner brings us malware, click tracks, fake vocals, and the shocking truth about KISS's lipsync disaster in Antwerp. We also dip into ILM's jaw-dropping legacy, Star Wars' shady back alleys, and a new Disneyland in Abu Dhabi, because nothing says “happiest place on Earth” like 120°F desert heat. All this and more, right here on your favorite snark-fueled ragecastSponsors:DeleteMe - Head over to JoinDeleteMe.com/GOG and use the code "GOG" for 20% off.Private Internet Access - Go to GOG.Show/vpn and sign up today. For a limited time only, you can get OUR favorite VPN for as little as $2.03 a month.SetApp - With a single monthly subscription you get 240+ apps for your Mac. Go to SetApp and get started today!!!1Password - Get a great deal on the only password manager recommended by Grumpy Old Geeks! gog.show/1passwordShow notes at https://gog.show/696FOLLOW UPKuwait cracks down on crypto miners to cut down on electricity usageFounder of crypto platform Celsius Network is sentenced to 12 years in prisonLopez v. Apple Inc.IN THE NEWSDoorDash is buying British rival Deliveroo for $3.9 billionShrinking Website Run By Nazi Psychopath Wants to Improve Its ImageTesla 'Robotaxi' trademark refused for being too genericKids under 13 will soon get supervised access to Google GeminiPeople Are Losing Loved Ones to AI-Fueled Spiritual FantasiesNonverbal Neuralink Patient Is Using Brain Implant and Grok to Generate RepliesElon Musk's Grok AI Will 'Remove Her Clothes' In Public, On XDating App ‘Raw' Accidentally Rawdogs Users' Location Data, Personal InfoGlobalX, Airline for Trump's Deportations, HackedU.S. pushes nations facing tariffs to approve Musk's Starlink, cables showLeading deepfake porn site is shut down for goodLehigh County's $500 Million Pension Fund Halts Tesla InvestmentsNOAA Warns of Attacks on Radar Systems by Militia That Thinks They Are ‘Weather Weapons'Family Uses AI To Revive Dead Brother For Impact Statement in Killer's TrialWe have reached the “severed fingers and abductions” stage of the crypto revolutionMEDIA CANDYStar Trek: Lower DecksSpring Baking ChampionshipUnveiling Our Innovative New TV Experience Featuring Enhanced Design, Responsive Recommendations and a New Way to SearchApple renews Seth Rogen's Hollywood satire 'The Studio' for season two ahead of finaleThe End Is Here in the First Trailer for Squid Game 3The Long Walk (2025) Official TrailerThe Third Crisis dawns in Foundation S3 teaserNew Old Guard 2 Trailer Sees Charlize Theron Cross Swords With Uma ThurmanThe best travel show on Apple TV+ just made its triumphant returnPoker Face Season 2Google is reportedly getting back into film and TV with a tech-friendly production initiativeGolden Globes Adding Best Podcast Category Beginning In 2026APPS & DOODADSApple reportedly wants to split up the iPhone's release scheduleApple to add AI search partners to Safari as Google usage fallsPatreon update lets U.S. fans bypass Apple's 30% fee in iOS app, more changes comingApps like Kindle are already taking advantage of court-mandated iOS App Store changeDisney's Got a Star Wars Droid to Sell You…for $3,000Smart Flowerpots,Smart Pet Planter,Ai Planter,Intelligent Flowerpots,Multiple Expressions,7 Smart Sensors, and Ai Chips Make Raising Plants Easy and Fun for Living Room,Plant-Free,YellowTrump administration plans to shutter money-saving Energy Star programTHE DARK SIDE WITH DAVEDave BittnerThe CyberWireHacking HumansCaveatControl LoopOnly Malware in the BuildingIndustrial Light & Magic: Into the Digital RealmIndustrial Light & Magic: The Art of Special EffectsIndustrial Light & Magic: 50 Years of InnovationDigital Dreams: The Work of the Sony Design CenterAndorStar Wars: Tales of the UnderworldDisney Just Announced a Brand New Theme Park: Disneyland Abu DhabiKISS : Total Lip Sync Fail in Antwerp Belgium 6 June 2022KISS In Ear Monitor Feed with Click Track, Cues and FAKE VOCALS The Smoking Gun Eddie TrunkSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

MUSICFans all over social media have reported that System of a Down's groundbreaking 2001 album Toxicity is no longer on Spotify. After checking the platform ourselves, we can confirm that it's gone, though it's unclear what happened. IN OTHER SOAD news; Seven Hours After Violet, the band featuring System of a Down's Shavo Odadjian, have released a video for their track "Float." Check it out on YouTube. One of the most iconic photos of Blondie's Debbie Harry has inspired a new action figure. Michael Bolton's brain cancer treatments have impacted his short-term memory, speech, and mobility. He was diagnosed with an aggressive glioblastoma back in December of 2023 when he had emergency surgery. Jon Bon Jovi, Billy Joel, Paul Simon and Bruce Springsteen are featured in the trailer for Ron Delsener Presents, a documentary about New York concert promoter Ron Delsener. Check it out on YouTube. The film opens in New York City on May 30th. Selena Gomez unfollowed her bestie Theresa Marie, days after she was seen having dinner alone with Benny Blanco. It's also rumored that Benny is subscribed to Theresa's OnlyFans account. Lorde's fourth album, "Virgin", will be released June 27th. Check out the trailer for "Bono: Stories of Surrender". It premieres May 30th on Apple TV+. There's something extra memorable about a singer who only needs to go by ONE name. People over at Ranker.com are voting for their favorite one-name singer. TV Dick Van Dyke is releasing a book in November called "100 Rules for Living to 100: An Optimist's Guide to a Happy Life". He turns 100 on December 13th. MOVING ON INTO MOVIE NEWS:Guy Ritchie is set to direct "Road House 2" starring Jake Gyllenhaal, who will reprise his role as Dalton, the ex-UFC fighter who takes a job as a bouncer at a Florida Keys bar. Gyllenhaal will also produce with Josh McLaughlin via the duo's Nine Stories Productions banner along with Charles Roven and Alex Gartner of Altas Entertainment. Robert De Niro's daughter has revealed that she is transgender. Airyn De Niro sat down for a recent interview with Them magazine and shared that she's “stepping into this new identity.” After adding movie characters Jay and Silent Bob to its roster, 'Call of Duty' has added another 420-inspired playable character to its 'Black Ops 6' lineup. You can now play the game as actor Seth Rogen!AND FINALLYDogs just have a way of making everything better, even movies. "Rolling Stone" ranked the 15 Best Movie Dogs of All Time.AND THAT IS YOUR CRAP ON CELEBRITIES!See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.