Lockwood - Motherland, fatherland, homelandsexuals

And under the spotlight the deer drips sweat, and what do deer like more than salt. Now look at the fawn and grow an antler, we patiently instruct him. It will grow from your thoughts like the ones on your head. Oh Bambi says the fawn, oh Bambi. Fresh grass-stains around the young mouth. Every deer gets called Bambi at least once in its life, every deer must answer to Bambi, every deer hears dont kill Bambi, every deer hears dont eat Bambi, every deer hears LOOK OH LOOK its Bambi.

When the deer all die they will die of genericide, of one baby name for the million of them. Then women begin to be called Bambi, and then deer understand what women are like: light-shafts of long blond hair and long legs. The sun piercing through the Bavarian trees and the sun touching down on the dewy green ground. Then women begin to be called Fawn, and then women begin to say Bambi oh Bambi. And their mouths are open and they gape like a mouth when it takes a big bite of spring green. The spotlight shines down through the trees in long legs.

This is the first movie most of us see. Small name for a small deer: Bambi. Sometimes he feels all the deer could fit inside him. The movie we are making is this one: all the deer in one deer one after another. Subtitles so we know what his soft sounds are saying. Mostly he says THE MEADOW, THE MEADOW! like the women who are Bambi say GOD OH GOD.

What they mean is a wide open space, a great clearing. All the deer and us watching in a great open field. A great wide clearing in the face of the deer says THE MEADOW, THE MEADOW! and all of us watching. The deers mouths moving as if they are reading. But no, they are eating the grass.