Точнее, о том, почему, собственно, проект совместного мультфильма накрылся медным тазом.
Варнинг: mild swearing со стороны Диснея.
Как 70.000 долларов вылетело в трубу.One Monday I arrived at the studio and I found this note on my desk: "Call Violet," Walt's secretary. Violet said, "Have you been down in the Dali unit lately?" I said, "No, I haven't been down there for a couple of weeks." She said, "You'd better get down there, because the boss is down there and he's blowing his top and yelling and screaming for you." I went down there, and Walt was raising hell. He said, "Take a look." All the beautiful, moody drawings of the girl were gone, and the place was covered with the most beautiful drawings of baseball players. I said, "I don't know what the hell this is all about." He said, "When's that son of a bitch getting down here?" I said, "He's going to be down here tomorrow." He said, "First thing in the goddamned morning, when he gets here, you get hold of me."
I left word to call me as soon as Dali got to the gate, so when Dali got to his department, I was there. Hench, I think, was the name of the guy that could copy him; he was the guy that was working with Dali. Hench was there, equally puzzled: "I left before the weekend, and something's happened since." Dali turned up, and Walt said, "What the hell's all this baseball?" Dali said, "Nice, eh?" Walt said, "What's it got to do [trailing off into a high-pitched sound of frustration]?" Dali said,"The regard of God, the regard of the universe." Walt said, "What do you mean?" And all this, mind you, is in translation, backward and forward. Dali said, "Sometimes they lie down like this and regard, sometimes with both hands they regard, sometimes they take a stake and regard—but always regarding, regarding, regarding." Walt said, "Ask if he's ever seen a baseball game." Dali said, “No, no, these pictures I cut out of magazines." He copied them: he didn't know what the hell he was drawing. He just said it was inspiring, all these men looking at the sky. Walt said, "Jesus Christ! $70,000 gone down the drain!" And he said it was the end, call it off, pay him off.
Jim Bodrero