A single blade of grass in an otherwise pristine parking lot sparks an escalating war of wills. The director comments... "My apartment in New York City overlooks a parking lot, and I've often wondered about what kind of character lives and works in the tiny booth on the lot. I imagined the attendant as an egotistical, territorial megalomaniac who rules his domain with an iron foot and immediately disposing of any uninvited trespasser, like a blade of grass. But, this is not your normal blade of grass as their duel of wits escalates, it becomes a Road Runner vs. Wile E. Coyote type of battle, with the final victory going to nature. I made the film in about two months and people enjoy its kinetic energy, good vs. evil theme, and the ending, in which nature survives over all."
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Bill Plympton | Writer | ||
Bill Plympton | Director |