“I’m in The Amazing Spider-Man”
That’s what I told my brother in law.
“Cool! My dude on the job said he has a clear copy. I’m gonna have to pick it up.”
I wasn’t even mad. I was raised on bootleg tapes and DVDs. I used to joke that AMC stood for the African Man on the Corner.
To be in a summer blockbuster is so official it blows my mind.
Oh, and just to manage expectations, I’m in the movie for about 72 seconds.
Go to the bathroom before-hand, or at least pause the fucking bootleg.