The horror ... the horror ...

My cousin Kevin is gifted artist and graphic designer, one with far too much free time, apparently. He's also a movie buff, which may be why, in honor of my visit to Vietnam he decided to have a little fun with the movie poster for "Apocalypse Now".



When I get home I'll have to have a long talk with him to find out why he decided to impose my face over that of Marlon Brando, instead of Martin Sheen. Ok, so we're both bald, but Brando famously arrived on set about 300 pounds overweight. Couldn't I have been Martin Sheen, who was still young and buff and in his post-"Badlands", neo-James Dean phase?

He was also kind enough to send another photo which will not, I repeat not, be appearing on the blog. He imposed my mug on a shot of Private Pyle, sitting on the john, just before he blows his brains out in "Full Metal Jacket". For that, when I get home Kevin will be (to borrow a phrase from Private Pyle) ... in a world ... of shit.

Seriously, though, check out his website. He's quite talented when not having fun at his cousin's expense.

www.kevinhoutz.com

Thanks cuz!