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	Stats (as of 1/1/98)   love mail: 1,874 hate mail: 12 entries: 273 / accepted: 30 slogans: 37 unveiled Redford insults [we don't approve; automatic disqualification on entries]: 20 "great": 70 "brilliant": 15 "amazing": 8 clumsy slum puns: 23 letters in verse: 32 with discernible rhyme scheme: 2

	Thanks so much! I attended the Park city experience last week and have concluded that my favorite part of the whole fiasco was of course the Cheap Trick concert at the DV8 club in Salt Lake city that took place Wednesday evening. rkeg@c-zone.net

	Not in our jurisdiction I would like to submit a: Short film (19 minutes) Please describe your film/other: Kind of an abstract, mythopoeic, sado-masochistic, film threatening and executing child cruelty. lindley@syd.dit.csiro.au

	Under consideration, really Slumdance-We may stand around scratching our crotch, but our film entries are top notch. gwf@westworld.com

	Is it available as a short? Please describe your film/other: Cold Fingers in My Underwear - The story of a young person caught in the cusp of his own creativity and the desire to sell it all out for the cause and advancement of gross commercialization and global capitalism. On the eve of the sale of his greatest work to a major studio he is visited by an incubus who is employed from the discorporate zones by a mini-major conglomerate to influence his unconscious and thereby insure he will join big profit party and be happy til they chuck his ass out the door(exact suitboy quote). After a night of wild sex and unspeakable acts he chains the incubus and storms the corporate tower of the minimajorcumglam and throws her prostrate figure before the studio head without an appointment and killing 5 interns, two publicists, the highest apid screenwriter on the scene, three Jappanese investors and Jean Claude Van-DAmme on the way in...I didin't mention it was an action film, did I? For his daring, callousness and utter disrespect for life and pretense to artistic integrity he is made king, and he gets to keep the incubus as an incentive. COLD FINGERS IN MY UNDERWEAR....a block buster if there ever was one.... Available in 35mm, digital video, 16mm and graphic novel form. webb@datapub.com

	Almost there Slumdance can-can Slumdance: food is good food. Slumdance: soup's up Slumdance: a great place to meet chicks Slumdance pudding. byck@artnet.net

	Do you two know each other? dearest slumdance you creatures are gorgeous the web-site is a slum the slum was a palace thanks for being such a lovely time mingle-rave and all of the rest... we are an art-jihod touring stopped in park,city for pabst blues and smiley faces you deliver the goods...way good...we love you,of course chknbutt@compuserve.com   we had such a fabulous slum thought you oughta know the most oft heard lube line at the seattle screening(of) the cabinet of dr.caligari "didn't we meet at slumdance?" humanlab@isomedia.com

	Doesn't count as hate mail I would like to submit a: Listen, punk. I've had it up to here with the likes of you people. I'd like to submit a friggin threat, do you hear me. Asshead over there couldn't even tell me what the hell vague means, but I told him, I did. The defining characteristic of my threat is the indeterminate anger, unfocused that it may be, that radiates outward in all directions from my left eyeball. I've got a lot of energy, punk, and I might be able to steal a van, but I will not tolerate peace, goddammit. I am a man, a decent fucking human being, a man. Admit nothing, blame everyone, be bitter. Thanks for listening, asshole, & fuck you. All my love, THE WHEEL x_wheel@ix.netcom.com http://www.netcom.com/~x_wheel

	Beyond film A very windy day Not all tripped forsaken willow grabbed and bake and shaken, furrow fallow platitudinal ripped out bumper leaking noodle, winded leaves and leaves of grass spinning grease and burning fast groundhog insight molar's overbite led us down to the widow walkers overnight. Back drafting ears thrust shear invisible walls, having their way with the bending, twisting, underfalls. Hemlock mood beater fig cake enclave, raft duck namable gas squeezer pic 'n' save. Forked rope lard stuffed muffin tin sprung diddle, aloofly rubber pot burner spanker yankee horn riddle: Hold back the rushing river let the wind lie still, don't let the moonlight shine across the lonely hill: Hill top pocket sprained uncut daily ripper dump, finished foursome endive pampered western style party rump, rut gouger shapely tampered ballot mallet shaving stump, hang 'em higher toolbin global foreskin baited wicked trump. How can it, damn it, push and slam it, when swirling, drilling, bambi canned it? Who is it, was it, wore it well, clanging, pouty ner' do well? When will it, still it, bill it now to the charging farting suedelike cow!   yrs, MN ax751@lafn.org

	Our first hate mail, and we didn't even go to film school Dudes, A brief mention of your *schedule* or ETA for said schedule might add meat to the bones of your site. Assuming, of course, you actually want people to view the films you are showing in your not-festival. Mysti Rubert (mysti@earthlink.net) Petty Dictator, Mysterious Productions P.S. The whole love/hate forced choice dichotamy is so...so...film school. How about a third choice, like Geek Mail, AnalRetent Mail or Oops, I Mistyped Slamdance, How Did I Get Here Mail?

	Pleasantly offset by our sweetest love mail It's amazing! We sat here laughing our asses off (and John doesn't usually sit still to check out web stuff at all!) Really - the site is incredibly well done. Hilarious and right on the mark. It's probably my favorite web site ever. And, hey - don't think I didn't bring up that whole award thing with John too before he went out to the '96 LAIFF. We got a kick out of the link - maybe it'll help sell some paperbacks. I'd love to help any way if I can. Best, Janet Pierson

	Fastest "please send" response I have a piece I made last year - a VHS about my dead mouse. 2 minutes long, melancholy rather than gory (the mouse wan't dead when I made the film). I'd love to get it shown somewhere. It would make his little ghost happy. billT@sunstone.calarts.edu

	Thanks for trying Authoritative: "Slumdance-The New Ass to Kiss in Park City" Fear of rejection: "Slumdance-We Promise We Don't Suck" Pythonesque with rhyme: "Slumdance for Warm Pants" Childish with rhyme: "Slumdance-You'll Pee Your Pants!" GenX Bored: "Slumdance: Uhh, Yeaahh, Whatever, Why Not." First Strike: "Slumdance: Robert Who?" Drag Racing: "SLUMDANCE,SLUMDANCE,SLUMDANCE, in scenic downtown Park City,BE THERE!" With all my love, Paul E. Burke, Jr. XMDMA@aol.com