At least he won’t have to sit through all those “faggy” rehearsals.
In a move that will send shock waves through the shrimp-eating/masturbating community, director Brett Ranter has stepped down from his post as a producer of this year’s Oscar telecast. Well, it wasn’t so much a “step down” as it was a halfhearted waddle followed by an unsuccessful attempt to pull up his pants.
Ratner apologized for his recent comments and announced his resignation in an open letter to the entertainment industry. No word yet on whether the letter was smeared with mustard.
So many artists and craftspeople in our business are members of the LGBT community, and it pains me deeply that I may have hurt them. I should have known this all along, but at least I know it now: words do matter
The fact that Brett didn’t realize words matter, coupled with the fact that he thinks “rehearsing is for fags,” really goes a long way toward explaining his films. At least he’s learning. And if I’ve learned anything from all this, it’s that while making fun of gays is clearly off limits, making fun of fat people is still OK, especially if the fat person in question is making fun of gays. (Vulture)