While shooting jackass 3D promos for MTV last year, we screened a select few clips from the film for a panel of bears. No, not like Yogis or Boo Boos... but to be perfectly frank there probably are a few Boo-Boos to be had when playing with these bears. You see, we held the screening at The Eagle, a bar up yonder just off Sunset Boulevard. The Eagle isn't your typical Silver Lake-ish hipster bar, as it primarily caters to the male "rough trade" crowd, and there's only one bathroom to be had in the whole joint—a bathroom, mind you, that has a decent-sized peephole bored right through the center of the door with a clear view of the single shitter and/or pisser. I think you get the picture. Grrrr!
Okay, now that I've set the scene and your imagination is doing cartwheels (while mine is remembering a certain wiener-eating competition on Wildboyz), I'd like to explain what was happening in the photo above. Basically, Johnny Knoxville was introducing what was about to be seen on the screen when he suddenly had the brilliant idea to have the bears "rate" Chris Pontius. Chris was met with a chorus of eager "Grrrrrs..." but then one of the bears piped up that Knoxville himself would be classified as a "Wolf" in their leather-and-denim-clad circle. As luck would have it, Jeff Tremaine happened to amble pass right then, so Knoxville quickly asked the assemblage how they would best describe him. "HOT," was the instant, emphatic response from the bear pack, to which Tremaine humbly thanked them before plodding back to his director's chair like Gentle Ben amid a hearty and hard (so hard) round of laughter from all.
Oh yeah... happy birthday, Knoxville!
(Photo by Sean Cliver; Hollywood, California 2010)