Dear Kurt,
Tonight I completed watching a film entitled "Last Days" that was loosely based on the end of your life. In a word, it was a disgrace. The director basically had you flopping around as if you were indeed some deluded mental case, the last media status of your personality that Courtney tried with all her might to imply.
But the real facts (which were nowhere in this interpretation of the end of your life), clearly prove that you were of sound, mind and body. And went as far as describing you as the happiest you'd ever been, with a profound sense of clarity.
Not some vagrant wandering about, muttering to yourself with your head hung low. Nice job Gus Van Sant. Oh, and I love the gay interlude that you threw in which contained no real purpose other than to distinguish it as one of your films.
The DVD box states critical acclaim: "A real masterpiece!" And I really have to wonder at this point.... do filmmakers pay journalists for these high accolades?
In a related topic, I may finally get my chance to visit Seattle soon.... and I will be gracing telephone poles with my campaign spread.
Peace, Love, Empathy,
Justice Seeker.
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