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Squatfest 2010

23 February 2010





Sunday was SquatSpace’s tenth annual Squatfest!

COngratulations to this year’s winner Dean Sewell who gave a heart warming speech and took home the original handpainted plate by matthew hopkins featuring a chocbomb and popcorn holding up the number one! ANd special thnaks to our self proclaimed NON-celebrity, the awe-inspiring j katz. What an amazing night thanks to everyone who came and those who brought films!

WHY?
BECAUSE AS YOU ALL KNOW, TROPFEST SUX CORPORATE COCK. And besides, the films at Tropfest are bad and you have to sit through countless offensive ads and embarrassing b-grade celebs, desperately trying to come up with something good to say about rubbish attempts by misguided young filmmakers eager to claw their way to the bottom rung of the Hollywood sweatshop. Fah-geddaboudit! You know you want to, so tell your friends:
“Sorry guys, this year it’s SquatFest for me!”

(and for the record: we happily suck cock, just not corporate cock!)

more here: http://squatspace.com/squatfest/index.php