New York Magazine has a delightful interview with a most delightful creature: Uwe Boll. Doesn’t his name just sound like some insect you might find in the Underdark? The dungeon master leans close to you, and with his rancid cheeto breath clogging your olfactory organs, he intones, “You have encountered a vile Uwe Boll, its mandibles dripping with acid. Roll for initiative!” More to the point, the interview touches on some great topics, such as the need for a Boll-directed GTA movie.
And Boll feels he really is the best man to direct a Grand Theft Auto movie:
Grand Theft Auto would be super interesting for me, and I think I would actually be the right guy to do it, because my movies are all bloody and violent and I don’t have a problem with action scenes. But look, they will go, in the end, with a Michael Bay or a Brett Ratner, and it will be a PG-13 movie made for $150 million. I think it would be better to make a $30 million, very hard, brutal movie without compromising, but I’m not optimistic.
Oh, Boll, you are the very model of a modern major idiot. Because, of course, the MPAA will let a Grand Theft Auto movie get away with a PG-13 rating. That’s entirely reason. I’ll give this to Boll, however. He’s got spunk. I can admire that.
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