Andrew Clarke was born during the great depression of 1980, when everyone realised that disco did, in fact, suck. He was taken away from us before production began when a truck carrying novelty Jesus bobble heads crashed into his home, crushing him whilst on the toilet. Another cruel twist of fate occured when, during production, he was struck by lighting and eaten by a spooky witch. No trace of his body was ever found. Finally, while editing the movie he was sucked into the computer and forced to re-enact only the lamest parts of Tron for all time. See you at the premiere!