Eric Fournier

The life of short film artist, Eric Fournier, creator of the legendary Shaye St. John, is finally told.

Hello again... this series definitely walks the fine line between madness and genius. Dizzying in its detachment to reality and flashing with the bright colors of childhood, Shaye & Kiki is impossible to describe. A cross-dressing contortionist?

TRIGGER HAPPY is a tribute to Eric Fournier. Eric was a man possessed by Genius. His Shaye St. John films are 100 % Pure Cinema and will live on forever. Through these works he has achieved what few ever do, immortality. Viva Eric Fournier!!

Welcome to the funbubble! Over 2 hours of bizarre entertainment. Meet Shaye Saint John, former supermodel who now has no arms or legs and her special friend Kiki (a burnt doll). This series of shorts documents the daily collision of Shaye's glamorous fantasies with the realities of the physical limitations of her everyday life. These films with their juxtaposition of child-like imagery can be genuinely disturbing without a hint of blood, violence, nudity, cursing, or off-color subject matter of any sort. Watching Shaye do her schtick is akin to watching a segment of one of John Waters' early flicks. There is no question about the fine line between maddness and genius here -- it's madness, plain and simple, dizzying in its detachment to reality. Depending on your outlook, Shaye Saint John is either a true testimony to the power of art to rise above adversity or these films are hidden footage from a ward for the criminally insane!

Hello again... this series definitely walks the fine line between madness and genius. Dizzying in its detachment to reality and flashing with the bright colors of childhood, Shaye & Kiki is impossible to describe. A cross-dressing contortionist?

Welcome to the funbubble! Over 2 hours of bizarre entertainment. Meet Shaye Saint John, former supermodel who now has no arms or legs and her special friend Kiki (a burnt doll). This series of shorts documents the daily collision of Shaye's glamorous fantasies with the realities of the physical limitations of her everyday life. These films with their juxtaposition of child-like imagery can be genuinely disturbing without a hint of blood, violence, nudity, cursing, or off-color subject matter of any sort. Watching Shaye do her schtick is akin to watching a segment of one of John Waters' early flicks. There is no question about the fine line between maddness and genius here -- it's madness, plain and simple, dizzying in its detachment to reality. Depending on your outlook, Shaye Saint John is either a true testimony to the power of art to rise above adversity or these films are hidden footage from a ward for the criminally insane!