Recent Work By Joshua Mohr

Let’s start this one when a cancer patient named No Eyebrows creeps into Damascus, a Mission District dive bar. For years the place’s floor, walls, and ceiling had been painted entirely black, but that afternoon the owner added a new element, smashing twenty mirrors and gluing the shards to the ceiling so the pieces shimmered like stars, transforming Damascus into a planetarium for drunkards: dejected men and women
stargazing from barstools.

Have you really been working on Damascus for 10 years?

Yeah.

 

But it’s barely 200 pages.

Well, I didn’t work on it for 10 years straight.  I wrote other stuff along the way.

FRANK: THE UNVEILED ANIMAL

I’d been inventing a new kind of filmmaking called The Unveiled Animal (how it’s germane to Derek and Mired’s bizarre, sadistic tale will soon be clear, as will my plan for revenge against my brother). It revolved around the notion that the cinema needed to evolve past actors, scripts, contrived scenes, fraudulent emotion. Movies needed to shun closure and happy endings.

Wait, we don’t have a moustache.

 

Q1:  I’ve always wanted one.  So I just grew it before the interview.

How do you just grow a moustache?