Forget what I said last episode, this one is even better. Like, way better. Like, U2 compared to Britney Spears better.
Ari managed to arrange someone to shoot Queens Boulevard with Vince, and the director turns out to be some psychopathic Charles Manson. Alright, I dig that. I can live with that. He's creepy as hell, but other then that, cool guy. Could've been the asian chick walking around his house that swayed me to the positive opinion side though.
Why do I think this is, like, the best episode yet? The final few minutes. Whatshisname the director tells Vince and E that he's not going to shoot the movie if Vincent refuses to do the male on male blowjob scene. Vincent caves in, puts the homo hating aside, and agrees to shoot the movie. Whatshisname tells him it's all a big joke, and lots of lying and joking ensues.
I hope this results in a brilliant movie, and I saluta Johnny for getting his part in the big flick.
25 minutes of HBO goodness.