The Hollywood Child Molestation Movie Is Almost Here, Yay

Photo note: That's Al Gore and David Neuman, his Current TV head of programming in 2005 who is named in this movie as having been part of a 90's sex ring that savaged drunk teen boys. Al Gore has never been accused of child rape and in fact won the Nobel Prize for saving the planet, invented the Internet, and had the decency to kick his wet blanket wife to the curb so he could fat back hot young environmentalists.

An Open Secret. You can't get much more ominous documentary sounding than that. I think there have been several with this same title about all sorts of shameful shit. The latest is set to rape Hollywood of its innocence by naming names of child predators working in the industry. Though the list barely begins to scratch the surface and focuses solely on man-boy booze fueled cock touching games. Most of these offenders are either living in huts under assumed names in Colombia now or resting in eternity in Satan's playpen.

Documentary filmmaker Amy Berg said she was inspired to finally make this outing of Hollywood pederasts film by the accusations leveled by Corey Feldman. Fucking Corey Feldman, the man who will someday be reversed as the Wikileaks of child diddling in Hollywood. Berg's film is getting some kick in the pants by Bryan Singer's legal camp since she includes the story of the teen dude who accused Bryan Singer of pantsing him with illicit intent then later dropped his lawsuit at the same time coincidentally a satchel of cash floated down from an airplane flying over his apartment building rooftop. Either way, once you've been bought off, you really ought not be trying to legitimize your story in some New York chick's documentary.

While the scope of the muckraking is pretty lame, nobody in Hollywood wants the hair balls-bare balls Open Secret of casting agents, managers, producers, and other dirty cogs opened up like a Pandora's box filled with child sized cock rings. All the locals know about it, but even the people in Nebraska who call Hollywood a modern day Sodom and Gomorra have no real idea how much the details fit their rote biblical rantings. Look for the film director to disappear into the basement of a Palm Springs vacation estate and the only print of the film to be burned to the scent of rosemary and lilac candles before its release on Friday. It's a shame that some good people are going to have to die so that child rape may continue. The sacrifices of the few serving the many.

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