I was...looking at the light

Okay: transient joy of catharsis aside, I don't condone going off on four-minute expletive-filled rants at work (particularly when you're wired for sound...). But this dance remix of Christian Bale yelling at the distracting Director of Photography is making me giggle. Quietly though, because I don't want the neighbours getting the wrong idea. *angelic halo*

ETA - oh yeah... in case it isn't obvious, this is rated completely Not Safe For Work due to approximately 80 instances of the word fuck. That's one every two seconds or so, folks! Use your discretion.

(original rant transcript here, for them as want to avoid the vicarious embarrassment of listening to someone utterly lose it)