[den blir på en måte en film]
A shot of Scotch tape being applied with rubber gloves to a white metal canister.
This shot -- with the camera slowly pulling back -- is intercut with one of
me taking a shower, slowly soaping my chest, my legs, the camera gliding gratuitously
up over my ass, water cascading down the flexing muscles in my back. Another
shot of the thick metal canister sitting on a Hans Wegner ottoman. A quick montage
of my character dressing -- slipping on Calvin Klein boxer-jockeys, a lime-green
Prada turtleneck, a Yohji Yamamoto suit with close-up of the label for audience’s
gratification. A close-up of my face, a hand entering the frame to slip on a
pair of Ray-Bans (an instance of well-paid product placement). Another close-up:
a Xanax tablet placed on my tounge, a bottle of Volvic water tilted toward my
lips. A shot of the gas canister being packed into a Louis Vuitton tote bag.