Actually, that film is a fine example of everything you should avoid if you want your video to be anything beyond a recording of personnal memories. But I don’t care. Because it’s about tuna on the fly. I want to catch a tuna on the fly. Or many. I’m obsessed since last year. I wanna get abused by these bastards, I wanna burn a drag. And I have no idea when this will happen, so that’s it. C’mon guys, let’s go get a good shake by the waves and the false albies of Montauk.