All you need to know about the L.A. Comedy Shorts Film Festival is that it is funny. My eyes bled. My ear drums ruptured from howls of joy. My aorta hemorrhaged from laughing.
The festival directors Gary, Jeannie and Ryan put on a hell of a show. It was professional, classy, packed to the gills and all around hilarious.
The audience loved the diabolical story for Guaranteed Sex written by Anthony Morcom, and the film was a big hit. We got one of the biggest laughs of our screening block near the end of the film. After the screening Guaranteed Sex was invited to submit to The Friars Club Comedy Film Festival and the Orlando Film Festival.
Can't wait to see what comes of those.
LA Comedy Shorts popped my festival cherry, and I'm hooked now. I can't stop. I woke up this morning jonesing for another and my wife had to lock me in the room with canned soups and porno until I calmed down. It didn't matter. I was on my phone manically trying to score more. You've turned me into a twisted creature, L.A. Comedy Shorts. An obsessed man. A film monster.