Guillermo del Toro wakes up in his luxurious yet tasteful ocean-side condo. It is 2am. He pads down his hallway to his study where mementos of his various films are kept alongside his awards and an old printer he never got round to throwing out. His eyes scan the posters, the props and the ephemera; Pan’s Labyrinth, HellBoy, Pacific Rim, And yet Guillermo feels sad; kind of empty.
“All this, and yet I have never directed the intro for the Halloween special for The Simpsons,” he ponders. “If I did I would make it extra long and cram in more movie references than you can shake a (broom)stick at. But will I ever get the chance? Will I Guillermo…Guillermo…Guillermo!” His wife shakes him awake from his sofa snooze. “It’s starting,” she says and the familiar Springfield theme tune strikes up…
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