Every so often you stumble across a little

Every so often you stumble across a little film on Netflix and wonder how you ever managed to miss it when it was out in theatres.

Like "Lassie meets Godzilla" or "The Day That Ended in Y". As a homocidal shut-in, unable to express my contempt for Man, Netflix was my only friend.

So I ordered everything I could on Warren Buffet from Netflix. If I was going to use this half-ton block of elephant ear wax to make a sculpture I needed to

get right inside the man. Wrangling the wax is a mere trifle (you must have seen the pics of my massive wax Nixon from 72? Made page 6 of the Evening Standard) - but capturing the

essence of a person. Now that's the tough part. Take the giant statue I made of Dolly Parton for Dollywood's grand opening. I must of used up most of my wax just on her

enormous gazongas. Now that's personality! Tennessee summers being what they are, at the opening of Dollywood they were sagging but that was true to life too! At least 'til the wax

started pooling at Dolly's feet. There is nothing worse than a wax mannequin of an aging Country songstress, standing in a pool of her own melted boob wax. Willie Nelson might

not look look so bad slightly melted, actually, it might improve his looks bit. The mannequins at Madame Tussauds Museum came to life at night and Arnold Schwarzenegger's figure

leaped to the ground in a tuck and roll. He stopped in a crouch that set him in front of the 'Rambo' scenery. He grabbed a rifle and swung around, screaming "Get DOWN!!!" It was

perfect. People threw their bodies to the ground and he let a spray of gunfire rip through the air. The enemies fell to the ground red gashes destroying their flesh. He had won.