Hi, I'm Fraser, I'm from Point St. Charles, Canada and these are topless drawings of me.
My last name is Mundan, which sounds like Munson, which is the last name of the main
character Roy, the 1996 bowling-based classic, Kingpin.
This is the subterranean level of the Mundan home.
I'm transforming into an imitation of Roy Munson, as played in the movie by actor Woody
Harrelson.
I'm having a bald cap fitted to achieve Roy's memorable comb-over, so we're hoping I go
from Mundan to faux Munson.
My childhood friend Connell will play the role of Ishmael, Roy's Amish bowling parochet,
since her height difference mirrors the characters in the movie.
Connell will be going from this to this.
Roy's shirt was sewed together by my girlfriend and mother, that's two different people,
using duct tape for some of the highlights.
Ishmael's cool gold chain was made out of polymer clay, and his t-shirt was detailed
with a sharpie.
And his rubber sphere transformed into Roy's gold bowling ball thanks to some spray paint.
Roy's life slipped into a bleak cycle of addiction and despair, right when things were
getting started for him, after a cowardly betrayal cost him his bowling hand.
Roy just wants the chance to be himself again.
Just like this red hat wants America to be great again.
And just as Mundan sounds like Munson, great sounds like grape, and I really enjoy the
movie What's Eating Gilbert Grape.
So I decided to turn this into this.
I ordered a blank one from the company that makes them, dyed it purple, and got it stitched.
Then I went to Watertown, New York, because I heard there would be a meetup for people
interested in aspirational hats, and let me tell you, there were some pretty ambitious
hats there.
But a man's son's hat kept talking and talking about infrastructure in China and winning.
All I could think of was this.
Why is this man not talking about the hats?
I came here for the hats.
Anyway, when he finished his speech he came around to see everyone's head fashion.
I figured out by this time, he was king of the hat people.
He got closer, inspected, and signed my hat, which to me was a tacit endorsement of What's
Eating Gilbert Grape.
He then telepathically communicated his desire for me to tell you about the last short I
directed, the Chaperone 3D.
This is Ralph wearing a fake afro.
He's a man in his 70s.
And this is Ralph animated to look like he's 40 years younger.
The Chaperone 3D is basically a video translation of a childhood memory.
My dad would tell me about the night his teacher and hero Ralph took on an entire French Canadian
biker gang.
My dad's best friend Stefan was there to bear witness.
Most of the story takes place at a middle school dance, in a church basement, and most
of the film was made in my family basement, and living room, and driveway, and on my street,
and at the football field near my house.
It's played everywhere from Alabama to China.
People love it.
Veteran actor David Arquette gave it a one-word review, magnificent.
Until we invent time travel, the best we can do is retell and reenact things that happen.
The story is often better anyhow.
I went to the bowling alley to take some shots of me as Roy.
My costume is pretty good, but in the end, I look more like a serial killer version of
a raggedy Andy doll than an alcoholic bowling hustler.
The whole time I was there, the woman managing the lanes tried to correct my form, but changes
tough.
Anyway, without further ado, here's the reenactment.
Have you been drinking again?
I don't puke when I drink, puke when I don't, scaredish.
Well people's stories are life, and life, life is a story.
Everybody has a story, and when you sit down with many people, and they start to talk about
the old days, the things they did.
Everyone has a story.
Some of them have done the same things as others, and some have done completely different
things, but they're all interesting.
And with that, you've got the material for a story, a short film, a film, a book.
It all comes from stories that people tell you about experiences that they've had in
their lives.
