With Ivan detached from the film,
the actress playing Hallie S. Comet
dumping him for a Beverly Hills
merchandising scion; Ivan didn't
mind, as he could now focus on his
writing real poetry rather than fluffy
lyrics for the Uk; the band on their
own with more music than they needed;
Igor bursting into the Simple house
to share: the Atomic Bikini Meets
The Big Bang!!! The picture would
open with a tight close-up of Hallie's
navel as she bakes under the radiance
yellow light, growing ever darker by
the second until it turns into a black
hole!! & & then it explodes!!!! Nice
But get this...Atomic Bikini gets
most of her power from her tan lines
because she's so blinding white normally,
so when she doffs her bikini to tan in
the buff we get to explore her whole body
as it slowly browns until it burns to a
crisp!!! Yeeh, yeh, the fellows urged;
& her ******* turn dark like miniature
raisins & then they get hard & cut to
...an explosion!!! That's the whole thing;
one explosion after another, one bigger
than the next, with the soundtrack... Igor
stopped suddenly, seeing the studio head
sitting like a ****** in full Amish regalia.
"What the ****..." he gasped.
"She's one of us now. Go on," urged Eli.
Confused as hell, Igor went on about how
the movie would be one continuous blast
emerging from the various radiant body
parts of the heroine forcing the actress
to lie still for hours in the booth, so instead
several body doubles were brought in to
enable continuous shooting; various stages
created by CGI technology that provided
the brightness of the several simulated
nuclear blasts as well as the odd blistering
pustule on the burning body of the stand-
in for the actress in that particular scene.
What Igor didn't have was an ending for it.