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== Eulogy == | |||
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Early March, 2021. | |||
The funeral for Royce K Mint ws held today at 10AM in Calais, France, in accordance with his last will and testament. Attending the ceremony were all seven of the leads from his most recent and final theatrical release, "A33", and the crew for the film - flown to the location at the studios' expense, per a decision made by the Board of Directors. | |||
Also in attendance were his three of his four ex-wives, two of his three sons (Mark Furl, by way of Jeanette Furl, his second wife; Pete Holcomb, by way of Nina Holcomb-Mint-Cameron, his fourth ex-wife; James Ulysses Mint, by way of Diane Mint, his first ex-wife) and his only daughter (Kira Maine Mint, by way of his third ex-wife); his stepson, Milton and both stepdaughters, Gena and Amethyst, also attended, in addition to his four of his eight former mistresses Kalya Deene, Chivagn Purcell, Alana Pard, Charlene Pente-McCabe and See Vries, as well as four individuals who were formally requested to have their identities kept private - and in keeping with the request by the deceased, shall not be named. | |||
Other celebrities in physical attendance included Johnny Depp, Stephen King, Christopher Walken, Ron Perlman, Dame Judy Dench and Lin-Manuel Miranda, as well as Willem Dafoe, Harvey Keitel, Christina Hendricks, Jane Seymour and Margot Robbie all via telepresence. | |||
The eulogy was read by his first agent, Donald Pente-McCabe, and excerpts are quoted below: | |||
"Our world was rocked by his departure as much as it was filled by his presence. He was not universally loved nor loathed, and he reveled in the joys he could bring as much as he enjoyed the pettiness he could exert. As he said, and lived by the words of, he would rather be buried an honest sinner than made a fake saint. When he asked me to read his eulogy, or rather, his studio said that his last will and estate were asking this of me, I have to admit - it takes a lot of nerve to ask the agent you fired before you admitted to stealing his wife and sixty-eight percent of the gross take home for two movies in a row to read nice words about you being dead. | |||
**mixed laughter** | |||
Royce K Mint - the opposite of a class act. Could not dress himself properly two days in a row. Never met a deadline he couldn't actively ignore, a budget he couldn't exceed, or friend he couldn't somehow screw over in some way. He'd do all of that and then show up at your doorstep at three in the morning with a bottle of champagne and a smile, ready to talk you into something expensive and somehow profitable at the same time. Someone who was simultaneously infuriating and beautiful. Just the worst best friend any of us could ever have, and the world is a rotten place with him missing from it. | |||
**light applause** | |||
There was a letter included with the request for me to write a eulogy - and, well, also a pretty big check. Am I too proud to cash that check, drawn from the account of the guy who stole my wife? Nope. Not even a little bit. Frankly, I think he'd be upset if I suddenly claimed to be above it all. In this letter, he describes the apportioning of his estate - it's the informal part, because.. honestly, he said, "You're going to love their expressions" and he left it carefully blank as to whom he was referencing. As such, allow me to read the highlights - he gave me editorial discretion on this, so.. buckle up, kids. | |||
**a thin sheaf of papers are removed from his jacket and the topmost is read from directly** | |||
To my ex-wives, mistresses and assorted offspring: you get plane fare back to wherever you're from, unless we spoke in the last six months - my call records are in the custody of ... | |||
**a brief struggle ensues as Pete Holcomb and James Ulysses Mint engage in a brief, violent outburst before both being ejected from the event** | |||
...Mint, you son of a bitch, you never fail to delight.. | |||
**mixed applause, laughter** | |||
..my attorneys. To continue: to the full list of stars of 'A33', I hereby bequeath all non-operational costs and initial board investments the full and entire revenue of the same feature film, excluding international streaming monies, which shall be apportioned to the entirety of the working crew - excluding those who performed under the aegis of studio monitoring duties, to whom I offer a polite, yet firm, 'get bent'." | |||
**louder laughter, excited noises of happiness from cast, crew in attendance** | |||
And it goes on from there, although as you can tell, honestly, the man had a gift. Some of you, you're about to make a lot of money, or some new, great friends, or maybe just get your best break into the industry. And, uh, well.. there's also a list of names. | |||
**silence hits immediately** | |||
He says.. or rather, "said".. he was going to release some of his own testimony from the Vera Simmons case, the stuff that the District Attorney wouldn't allow in the trial. He said some folks would be doing serious amounts of prison time, as he "kept the receipts". | |||
**shocked gasps from part the audience** | |||
..man. He wasn't fuckin' around, was he. The look on your faces, you two. Wow. Huh. I, uh.. guess he meant what he said. Yeah, you two? I'd start getting super worried, super quick. | |||
**Donald Pente-McCabe exits the lectern and is replaced by Danielle Frost, from his first-ever film, 'Within a Secret'** | |||
Thank you for the terrifying warm up, Donald. And, yes, our dear, sweet and departed Mint, he was never a shy one, was he? Laughter, anger, joy and fear - practically his calling card. I think he'd have the first-ever cheese commercial with a jump-scare, just to prove some kind of point. | |||
**mixed laughter** | |||
I'd like to thank Mint, no, wait.. I'd love to thank *Royce* for giving me my big break into movies - without his help, I'd never have gotten roles in three different 'American Pie' movies, and we all know what wonders those do for one's career prospects. And, well, I'll be calling him Royce, because it annoyed him, and he deserves to be annoyed. Do you know he stole a pack of cigarettes out of my purse? Seriously, and this was in 2009, not back in 1995, when we were first fooling around, no - not *that* kind of fooling around, you filthy apes, with making movies? He did that! Stole. My. Cigarettes! | |||
**mixed laughter** | |||
Of course, he also dislodged my contact when he threw a big baggie of cocaine at me a week later, which I guess makes up for it, yet - y'know, maybe I'll keep that story a little more private. | |||
**louder laughter** | |||
On a more serious note.. Royce wasn't a great guy. He was a terrible person and a wonderful human being. He was a lousy husband and a great boyfriend. He could be distant and icy and then warm and everywhere around you. He loved being enigmatic even when you could read his expression through a brick wall. And still, he could surprise you and delight you and make you feel like forgiving him. | |||
**soft "awws"** | |||
..the bastard. | |||
**laughter** | |||
The reason I'm saying these nice things, and meaning every word of them, it has nothing to do with the fact he just willed me ownership of that kick-ass place in Monaco. It's because I think he's a rotten bastard, even today, and that he should know: I'll always love him, more than I did when he was alive, and hate it that he's gone. Mostly, it's so I can't steal a pack of cigarettes from him. | |||
**laughter; Danielle Frost is replaced by Jack Belle, his last agent before forming Mint Studios** | |||
And settle down, settle down, yes, yes - we all love Danielle, especially those of us who saw the uncut version of her *second* movie. | |||
**boos and catcalls** | |||
Oh, like none of you didn't pause it at the ten-minute mark? | |||
**Danielle Frost yells from the audience, 'My dad admitted to that much!'** | |||
**loud laughter** | |||
Wow, Danny, that's some Alabama-level horrors. A lot to unpack, so.. moving right along, then? Okay! Now, our dearly departed Mint was kind enough to give me the shoulder tap and a plane ticket to come out here, speak some honest words and accept some of his filthy lucre, all in exchange for also delivering a few specific items of news and a couple of letters. So, once I step down, I'll be having those delivered to folk. And, please - remember, tip your process servers. | |||
**mixed gasps** | |||
Oh, I'm kidding, folks. Nobody is getting served with papers like that.. until you're back in the States, at least. Some of you guys, maybe you wanna check if Roman Polanski has room on his couch, huh? | |||
**light laughter; Jack Belle is replaced by Donald Pente-McCabe again** | |||
Okay, okay, and as much as we all love Jack, a little light 'something' to cleanse our mental palates. Namely, and this is what I think may be the funniest thing that man ever did.. it's the dispensation of Mint Studios itself. | |||
**a letter is removed from within Donald Pente-McCabe's jacket, bearing the studio symbol** | |||
"To the esteemed members of the board.. yadda yadda yadda.. per my last wishes... yadda yadda yadda.. be passed, on a scheduled and metered rate... yadda yadda.. and here we go.. 'To the party who will be identified solely to the Mint Studios board of directors, to act in my stead in all listed regards, and thus allow my legacy of creativity, control and financial remuneration to continue'..." | |||
**Donald Pente-McCabe smiles at the audience** | |||
In other words, folks - someone among you is now the majority share-holder for Mint Studios, which includes a fair amount of leverage, which means.. you could control the Studios' releases. Exercise some editorial control. Guide new features. And, uh.. won't lie, I do know who it is, it's just.. I've been paid well enough, I'm loving that none of you people knows who to mistreat until the will is read aloud. | |||
**grinning, Donald Pente-McCabe laughs, pointing at the audience** | |||
Oh, man. He was right, he was so, so right! The looks on your faces! Oh, man, you guys have to treat each other so nice! Oh, this is beautiful! | |||
**he begins to shake, crying as he laughs** | |||
I get it! Oh, wow, I so get it! | |||
**he looks to the lead camera operator, wiping the tears from his eyes, flustered and smiling** | |||
This is Hollywood. | |||
**finis** | |||
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== Filmography == | == Filmography == |
Revision as of 16:47, 13 May 2022
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