User:I am Bob Rosen

I'm Bob Rosen, the guy referred to in the Wikipedia article about Bill Greaves' film, Symbiopsychotaxiplasm. I'm listed as one of the performers. So let me set the record straight about what REALLY happened.

It was all Jonathan Gordon's idea, the soundman. As identified in the film, I was the Production Manager. One day, Jonathan approached me after lunch with a kooky suggestion, that the film crew get together behind Bill's back to talk about the what he was doing in front of the camera, with these pairs of actors from the Actors Studio going through the same marital scene in take after take. And we'd film our discussion and hand the rolls over to Bill. So I arranged it with the film lab, to have Bill come over and look at the dailies, to see if there was some "problem" with the footage. And meanwhile...

To Bill's credit, he made the most of the footage, but at some point he started to tell people that it had all been his idea from the very start, that he'd somehow deliberately "provoked" the crew into a "rebellion."

Well, that would mean that Jonathan would have had to have been in on it, when he made the suggestion to me, and Bill had put him up to it. Jonathan isn't here any longer to tell his side, but I knew Jonathan pretty damn well. All he was ever interested in was the Naked Truth, I mean literally naked, like getting on stage with the Living Theater during one of their experimental shows and taking off his clothes so he could really be "real." That's not someone who would ever try to pull a fast one on the guys in the film crew.

But then, after the film came out, and especially when people started to call it a "cult film," it just took on a life of its own, and it doesn't really matter anymore what actually really truly happened. Maybe I'm not really Bob Rosen. Maybe I'm just another Actors Studio member who was only playing the part of "The Production Manager."

Like I say somewhere in the film, while the crew is talking together, for all the audience out there really knows, maybe Bill Greaves is standing outside the room on the other side of the door, and he's directing us. Maybe he's still there, even now, and he's on the phone, telling me what to type.

And then again, since this is Wikipedia, and anyone can edit this material, maybe someone will now change everything I've said here, and invent something completely different and call it the Truth. How do you know someone hasn't already done just that? Hey, Bill, maybe you really are a genius.