'but I edited the script for Weeded Out...'
- Amanda Riddell
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- 1 hour ago
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It doesn't work like that, Mr. Barr.
I've never met you. There's no clear documentation that suggests a collaboration.
Paul McCartney answered the questions of sceptical reporters.
Taylor Swift did as well. We're really working together.
You stole my script and rewrote it illegally.
I didn't give permission to produce, and you haven't been able to.
The project has sat in limbo for over three years while I made 40 hours of content that covered all the same bases in a fresher and more surprising manner.
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You didn't write any of the initial episodes. My blog reveals that I hated your notes.
You had no access to my WriterDuet files, which are timestamped.
In fact, it makes for a perfect piece of evidence. The timestamps for my Beatles script reveal a collaborative relationship, plus Sir Paul put his name on it. Weeded Out doesn't suggest that anybody was co-writing or editing my script.
At best, my drafting documents reveal that you were reading my Facebook page or illegally stalking my computer via remote access. Those are replies to what I perceived as criticism while reading the tea leaves every morning.
Anyone who was so sure that they were a superior writer would rip me off rather than attempting to use my songs to make money. If Cass is so fucking great, then why didn't you turn it into a show about an Asian non-binary person?
If Red Scare's songs are so great, why didn't you replace mine with theirs?
The verdict is in: I'm a talented filmmaker and satirist, while you pricks are hacks that made money by selling out or keeping up with the latest trends in order to shield your conservative political affiliations from the arts community.
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Mr. Barr, Disney can't defeat me.
Your actions reveal why: none of you can create new IP that's as good as legacy IP.
All of you got rich largely via ripoffs and playing in other people's sandboxes.
It irks me that you got funding, and you will need to give it up and face the music.
I'm hoping for a fraud conviction + blackmail and unlawful sexual connection.
I've got friends who are rich and influential as well: would you really like your last moment in the professional film industry to be a dick-measuring contest with me?
To quote Taylor: my dick's bigger.
Mr. Iger is running scared. All the fraud investigations point to him. I'd also add that all negotiations have been in bad faith, including 'replace Mr. Mescal' ... This triggered me: the comment was from 38 weeks ago. 😠 Zuck, let Disney lose; they're lying to everyone. No more cute games to try and trap me into admitting fault. I didn't kill anyone, and I've never met this so-called 'co-writer.' I've met Paul and Taylor a couple of times each.