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Legend has it, that he had an eight mm here movie that he understood the studio executives would love, if only they would look at it.  He uncovered a way to get it into their fingers, but they flip flopped on him, after which claimed they would only watch it if he shot it on a 16-mm movie. There as soon as was an old miser who lived within a prop