Trent Reznor Claims He's Meeting With "A-List People" About 'Year Zero'

Trent Reznor scares me. He's not scary in the way that Marilyn "Ooo! Look at me! I'm spoooooky!" Manson thinks he is. He seems to be a genuinely disturbed person. I remember being traumatized after seeing the horrifying video for Nine Inch Nails' "Closer" as a young man -- the images of severed pig heads and torture devices remain imprinted on my memory. And now he's talking about taking his latest album, Year Zero, into visual mediums. Says Reznor: "Some interesting things have come up in terms of turning this into another format of entertainment, like a television show or a movie. I've had some meetings with A-list people I'm interested in possibly working with." With the right A-lister, this could be a really cool project. Off the top of my head, Mark Romanek (One Hour Photo) shot that "Closer" video, as well as the video for Johnny Cash's cover of NIN's "Hurt" -- my favorite music video of all time. David Fincher directed the terrific video for NIN's "Only," and memorably used "Closer" in the first-class opening credits to Seven -- putting those two together could potentially be an excellent collaboration as well.

Reznor intended Year Zero to be the first album of a trilogy, and should this film project take off, it could have an impact on the music he writes. "It interjects a narrative into it that, if this is all going to make sense, it affects the second musical part of it. Or not. It depends on how closely I want the puzzle to go." Well, consider me puzzled already, Rezzie! When can we expect this project, Trent? "I haven't written any new music for this yet, I literally haven't had a second to do that...But I don't expect it to sound like Year Zero did. It won't be another 15 songs from that same vibe." Fun Fact -- "Closer" was the last song played at my eighth grade dance. Yes, somehow a song with the chorus "I want to f*** you like an animal!" got past the teachers and principals. As if eighth grade isn't enough of a sexually confusing and frustrating time, just imagine young boys and girls trying to dance to that song under the watchful eye of authority figures. Paging Dr. Freud!