36 frames. This one is giving me a headache, I want my ribs to either collapse or burst out of my skin, or I want to reach under my ribcage and scoop out the black gunk I sense accumulating under there putting pressure on everything. Sometimes just seeing somebody’s name out of nowhere can ruin my entire day so much that I’m glad I have a headache.
The things you do when you procrastinate… I was supposed to work on my project. I had to choose between drawing a bunch of old buildings’ façades or rotoscoping a Spy.
So have a Spy in his natural state of being, that is being absolutely fucking done with everything and everyone. Just for fun.
That’s Fassbender in the infamous basement scene from Inglourious Basterds, btw. 20 frames.