Jonah Perkinson

Jonah Perkinson’s name pops up in connection with Hollywood Mouth (2008), and, honestly, if you’re into movies that don’t play by the rules, this one’s got your number. It’s not some typical, polished Hollywood flick. Actually, it’s a weird, rambling beast of a film. The plot? Calling it a “plot” is generous. You’ve got this filmmaker wandering around Los Angeles, camera in hand, talking to random people—sometimes actors, sometimes just whoever’s hanging around. It blurs the line between fiction and documentary so much it’s almost dizzying. The movie dives into the whole mythos and madness of Hollywood. One minute, you’re listening to someone’s real-life audition horror story, the next, you’re catching a glimpse of some washed-up dreamer railing against the system. The camera’s all shaky, the sound’s a mess, and there’s this raw, unfiltered vibe that makes it feel like you’re eavesdropping on the city itself. It’s more about the weird energy in the air than an actual story arc. Perkinson’s involvement is subtle, not in-your-face—he’s not some blockbuster star, but he brings this authenticity to the whole thing. You get the sense that nobody’s pretending or following a script. Hollywood Mouth ends up more like a collage of broken dreams, half-baked ambitions, and the stubborn weirdness that keeps people hanging around LA in the first place. Not everyone’s cup of tea, but if you like movies that don’t care about fitting in, it’s definitely worth a look.