Awards are overrated. That’s what I tell myself. I was never into sports or games or academic achievement, so if movies are my passion, then what do I need with a stupid award? Although all of my films have premiered at prestigious film festivals, I’m just happy to be there in good company. Let Cronenberg win. Or so I’d tell myself, over and over.

As I was randomly Googling myself on a boring Wednesday afternoon (come on, we ALL have those days)- I discovered I HAD won something! I was overjoyed.

“Mister Skin.”

“Hello? My name is Jeremy and I see on your website that I’ve won an award.”

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