Peter Strauss

Okay, so I might be pushing the boundaries of what can decently be called a ‘short film’ by including a masturbatory fashion film, but fuck it—let me explain.

A lesson in self-indulgence. If you have any exposure to Max Landis, you’ll instantly gravitate to the poles of love or hate. Here is a guy whose social dysfunction has him constantly restate he’s a guy no one likes because of his self-aware obnoxious personality and the only reason he’s in front of a camera is because he’s John Landis’ son. That said, when Max is on point, he’s a riot.

Canada Day came and went, but it’s excuse enough for me to share one of Canada’s great short films.