A man meets the ghost of his childhood in a field in Jersey. Cap fights a Robocop on a bridge. Later, on a bridge, crushing metal, squealing tires, rushing bullets! 90 year olds in the bodies of 30 year olds remember the war, pummel each other in falling spaceships. Cap shares a kiss with ScarJo. A Robocop meets the child of his ghost in a mini-mall in Jersey. Takes place between Avengers movies.
Cuddly, neo-noir, racism parable. The mouse has still got it. The other night I dreamt I met Jenny Slate who voices the sheep secretary. We were on the freeways soft shoulder, it was insect buzzing dusk. I asked her out for coffee and was honored she agreed. I confessed I knew her over creamer, “from comedy” I said as women in mumus milled about sugar caddies. She told me I was over-compensatingly macho in my compliments. I’m sure that’s good advice. Thanks Jenny!