I wanted to trim all the fat, all these distractions, to show you the meat of the story. I saw: man goes to a party, kisses three women, finds one alone who cannot speak, takes her into the trees, strips her, sticks his hand up her, is tackled by two men who notice she isn’t moving. He then denies running, can say nothing about the victim except that she enjoyed it. So take out the whiskey at 10:15, the urination, the younger sister’s name, the Olympic freestyle, at the heart that’s your whole damn story.
