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After a strenuous few all-nighters reporting on the Royal Wedding, and scrambled for two days to stay on top of the breaking news about the Osama bin Laden stealth mission that resulted in the terrorist's death (?), I was finally too popped to participate.

So, I plopped down on the comfy king size bed at my Motel, and slipped off into dreamland.

Suddenly, as I lay deep in slumber, a disturbance shook me from my peaceful state..

As I started to reach waking consciousness, I glanced in the direction of the door, and was startled to spy a man standing there!

As I quickly collected my thoughts in a concerted effort to free a fog hanging over my head, the unidentified male proceeded to strike up a conversation.

"Did you want fresh towels?"

OMG!

The male maid assigned to my Motel room just breezed in without knocking first.

I nodded in the affirmative as I proceeded to pull myself together

Within minutes, the Motel employee was back quizzing me once again.

"Are you single?"

Say what?

Not to be rude, I noted that I was.

But, it struck me a second later that I should not be having this bizarre dialogue with a total stranger hired to service the room, not me!

Before I could get my wits about me, the Latino male hit me with another question.

"Why?"

I quickly noted that I hadn't met the right person, then proceeded to wave him off.

"Thank you for the towels," I responded in a stem dismissive voice.

In all the years I have been a guest at Hotels, I've never experienced this kind of inappropriate intrusive conduct by a maid or any other employee.

I suppose it's to be expected at a Motel where graphic pornos are broadcast on the TV 24.7.

The fact that there wasn't any Gideon's Bible in the drawer  of the night desk should have tipped me off, too.

In the future, I guess I'll have to place the chain over the Motel room door before I take a nap, or at least double-latch it from inside to prevent unwanted advances from male (or female) maids.

I suppose if I post a review on Orbitz - with a detailed account of the incident - there will be a non-stop avalanche of bookings at the Motel

Don't forget your rubbers!

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AFI Fest....screens sick debauched Danish film! Filmgoers shocked!

Last night I attended a screening of "Nothing's All Bad" at the AFI Fest - an Independent Foreign Film - that was directed by Mikkel Munch-Fals.

For the first time ever - I half-expected the Vice Squad to break down the Theatre door at Mann's Chinese Theatre, confiscate the reels of film, and haul all the filmgoers off to jail for participating in a screening of vile lewd material that was disgustingly pornographic in nature.

But, because the sick debauched tale about a handful of sexually-depraved degenerates was screening at an alleged prestigious film festival, the authorities must have assumed that the Danish flick was "high brow" or at least one of the Artsy-fartsy variety.

Wrong!

Everything about "Nothing's All Bad" was "bad".

For example, in one scene - a teenager is standing at a urinal chewing gum and taking a whiz - when a forty-something piece of rough trade strolls into the men's room and stares him down.

"Can't you do something better with those pretty lips," he snarled at the sexy young dude.

Without batting-an-eyelid, the hustler plucks the gum out of his mouth - and sticks it to the gritty wall - as he drops to his knees to give the pervert a nasty bl** job.

In another vignette (!) a woman loses a breast to cancer. 

Shortly after the operation, she sinks to the depths of depression when she suffers rejection from the men all around her in social settings, who can't deal with her physical abnormality.

One day, she strolls into a porn shop and stumbles on a couple of DVD's, which feature amputees and individuals who have been mutilated.

To satisfy her yearning for acceptance (and love ?!), she agrees to act in one of the low-budget sex flicks.

When she arrives on the set the day of the shoot, she is forced to squat on all fours - with a rubber bit stuffed in her mouth - as a young male mounts her from behind and fu**s her up the ass!

And, it gets worse!

The last time I reacted so negatively to a film was on the occasion when I took in a double-bill of two features - that turned out to be basic snuff films - at the New Beverly Cinema a couple of years ago.

Post: 08/07/08

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2008/08/chaos-and-murder-set-pieces-shocking.html

What shocked me the most about this AFI fest celluloid offering?

For starters, the fact that the film was not rated (restricted or otherwise), and was given the seal of approval for screening (in spite of the fact the Film Fest is supported by the Los Angeles Board of Supervisors, a handful of Government Arts Councils, and a mainstream auto-dealer - AUDI - with a moral responsibility to the community).

I am thoroughly incensed that the aforementioned agencies (and individuals who acted on their behalf)agreed to screen this filth - which ultimately - degrades the body and demoralizes the human spirit.

Today, we need films that inspire a civilized society, not trash it!

The film should be - banned, burned, or confiscated by the local police - to prevent this kind of smut from seeping into the community at large in the future.

News at 11!

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