B. O’Malley was born in the third person, and soon after became a cartoonist for his high school and college newspaper. Then made shitty feature films. And shitty shorts. And then joined a shitty band. And then made more shitty feature films. And more shitty shorts. And then one day he was playing a show with his shitty band and a friend came up to him and said “I went to a Intentionally-Crappy Cinema Night with friends last week, and they have no idea who you are or that we’re friends with each other, but they just happened to be playing your shitty movie.” And then B. O’Malley thought that was cool,while still in the third person.

Loves: When filmmakers with iPhones say “Filmmaking is like war.”

Loves: When they turn the lights on during the end credits of a movie. GOD I LOVE THIS!

Loves: Beer. But not the “It’s Now Cool In LA To Drink Beer” Beer. That shit is brewed for pussies.