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Not done yet. Nor is Jeff for that matter.

You know the old army saying: "Who needs a vest when the enemy is using peashooters."

Reminds me of a talk I had with an italian friend about his fetish concerning that fairy from Pinocchio (and yes I realise the irony of him being italian) and how it makes no sense because at that size... it's not sex, it's pest control.

I agree, lets all get inside a womamech and step on his lower half until his pelvis snaps.

Nothing sexier than a man the size of a gnat, eh?

Ironic because it's one of the last few remaining Cronenberg movies I haven't seen.

My alibi is that the book largely covers human relations with insects from all possible angles including culture, art and unavoidably even fetishes. What's your alibi?

Four years earlier, with Toogood’s arrest and all that would follow still unimagined, Jeff Vilencia was living and making movies in his mother’s garage in Lakewood, a suburb south of Los Angeles. He was enjoying the unexpected art house success of two short films: Squish, which features a woman...