You might understand why I’m quoting this tomorrow, when I publish a review of this one AMV…
You’re a projectionist and you’re tired and angry, but mostly you’re bored so you start by taking a single frame of pornography collected by some other projectionist that you find stashed away in the booth, and you splice this frame of a lunging red penis or a yawning wet vagina closeup into another feature movie.
This is one of those pet adventures, when the dog and cat are left behind by a traveling family and must find their way home. In reel three, just after the dog and cat, who have human voices and talk to each other, have eaten out of a garbage can, there’s the flash of an erection.
Tyler does this.
A single frame in a movie is on the screen for one-sixtieth of a second. Divide a second into sixty equal parts. That’s how long the erection is. Towering four stories tall over the popcorn auditorium, slippery red and terrible, and no one sees it.
from the third chapter of Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk
Fight Club is a renowned piece of literature for readers with a rather strong stomach. If you’re up to that, I highly recommend it. The movie isn’t half-bad either and is pretty loyal to the original. I mean it. Go read/watch it.