The Gasoline Party by Lucas Celler
takes place in gasoline parties? Thanks to the help of the young filmmaker
Lucas Celler the truth is finally revealed. Many accomplished people hang out
in this rather attractive-looking apartment. All the usual suspects are there: struggling
alcoholic writer, old rich dudes, young rich dude, various artists, people
eating grapes, and Keyser Söze. Behind them plays a rather tasteful selection
of various jazz pieces. For jazz at this point is wiped clean of any of the
original emotion it might have possessed and now serves as an empty plate to
serve up at a party.
different snippets of conversation are heard. One involves Pavlov’s famous dog,
slobbering, and firecrackers. This is between two people who look both intellectual
yet functioning. For the taller one a thick pair of glasses rests on his face.
His turtleneck helps retain that fresh smugness. Listening to him is a bearded
bro who looks like some sort of liberal art professor. He stares blankly at
nothing in particular while his friend goes on about various experiments.
bro buys himself a yacht. This guy appears to be the most positive member of
the party. A woman pays close attention. Occasionally she confirms she is
interested in him by nodding her head. When he mentions cocaine she says ‘I love
cocaine’. Probably this party took place somewhere on the lower East Side of
Manhattan judging by this guy’s hair. He’s optimistic about the future.
Everything appears to go well for him.
writer talks to someone clearly intoxicated. What he does is regal her with
what a pathetic loser he is. Methods of sadness work wonders at this kind of
party. Her reaction of laughter convinces him his life is essentially
meaningless. Judging by his terrible outfit he has not been successful for a
long time. Drinking took over his life. Pity takes up a large percentage of his
life. The little free time he has not pitying himself he spends on drinking
into oblivion. With his obvious skill with words he writes Amazon product reviews
and is a well-respected member of the Amazon product review community. Many
find his analysis on GMAT prep books ‘helpful’.
artists discuss the grossness of gallery openings. Those can be tricky things.
Normally at a gallery opening an artist knows all the people and all the people
know each other. Art galleries can be big scary things, full of judgment by
poor well-educated people. Someday there will be an art gallery opening that
will change all this but that is far in the future. Finally the last group is
of two extremely wealthy guys who talk most cryptically. Old people get a pass
on how they speak. Romney is a perfect example. Romney speaks in a bizarre
1950s style yet nobody bothers him because he is rich as hell.
Celler is fortunate enough to capture these strange creatures in their natural
habitat. And yes they are all drinking gasoline.