It's ok animation, not as good as Sqeezy, but okay
I think it's just that I have a fascination with media that is dispensed by dead authors. It's why I like Nirvana, and why I started watching Livecorpse's movies now. I don't think that this video really had any kind of foreshadowing to his eventual killing spree, though it does pretty much suggest that he was extremely frustrated. Before I try to delve into the man's psyche and try to dissect this film for any clues as to find out what was going on in his broken personality, here is the link to his livejournal that was posted on thesmokinggun dot com
(nevermind, I can't put URL in reviews, but his lj name was weiss.)
The first target was a girl, so that is a direct hint that he was rejected by women, and knew he was never going to find love. The thing he didn't understand was that just because you have a girlfriend, that does not necessarily mean you are loved. For instance, I myself have been in a few relationships, but I had only two girlfriends, and I really only loved one of them, and unfortunately that was the one who didn't love me back. The first one did love me back, but I was uninterested, so love stinks and you can't win.
The next target was just some random person who was standing there. He wasn't attacking, and he wasn't really running away. He was dead before he even had a chance to be seen. Maybe that's how he felt about himself, like he was dead before he even had a chance to be born. I have read his lj posts, and they are depressing as fuck.
The next one is a guy chilling on a park bench, shot through the chest. Jeff thought of himself as that way too. He (the author's picture) looked overweight, so he probably thought that he was a worthless, useless, lazy, perferted, waste, like that guy who was sitting on the park bench, doing nothing. So that was another part of himself that he wanted to erase. Not fix, not, not help, but erase.
He blew up the cop car because didn't want anyone else's help. He didn't want any outside influences to tell him what to do, or how to be, because all of those other influences turned out to be nothing but trouble for him. Everyone who tried to help him turned into one huge clusterfuck of counterproductivity, so he wasn't going to have any of that.
He killed the KKK guy because he was too tired of not being accepted by the Nazi's for being not of the Aryan descent himself. The kid had a lot of hate inside of him, and he needed some kind of support group to tag along with, but the only people who he could really associate with were probably very harshly against him. He had to do it. Also, he was probably aware that most of us on Newgrounds hate racists, so it was probably a way to raise some points on the score.
(Dehydrated Mexicans was NOT racist. It was just taken the wrong way. Everyone missed the point of that cartoon by a good five hundred miles. Besides, I made it like five years ago, so get over it.)
Finally, the shooter kills himself because he realizes that the odds impossible to overcome. When you kill off one problem, several more inevitably crop up in their place, so the only way to rid himself of the scum of the Earth for once and for all was to kill himself, ending the world that existed in the five inch world between his ears.
