Holiday Styles + Julian Schnabel

— Sean @ 2:40 pm

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I know things have slowed down here a little bit in the last couple weeks, sorry to any regular readers we might have (do you exist??). I was out in Seattle working on some new ideas and everyone else has their own shit going on. Last night I went to see Julian Schnabel’s critically acclaimed The Diving Bell and The Butterfly, and I have to say it blew me away. It is definitely one of the best of the year and I can safely after a day’s reflection that it is one of my favorite films of all time. Watching the film is a completely visceral experience as you are led through one man’s struggle to find a voice while trapped inside his own body; it manages to be alternately tragic and funny while leaving a serious mark on the audience. There was dead silence walking out of the theater, something that I haven’t seen in awhile, and it is refreshing to see something that is really saying something with a strong voice instead of relying on cynicism and clever irony to get a point across (That means you W. Anderson). It’s interesting to see Schnabel’s evolution as a filmmaker, having come from a background as a painter and being around the downtown scene in NYC in the 70s and 80s. His work has always sort of been around, but never quite commanded the same market value as some of his peers from the same period. Many see him as being overly egotistical, commercial or opportunistic (the type of cat that will paint in a silk shirt and gold suspenders), but one thing is for sure: Butterfly cements him as one of the preeminent filmmake his of his generation, an example of someone who’s not afraid to take a multidisciplinary approach to his art and take a chance.

Merry Xmas and Happy New Year everybody!

Throwback Jam of the Week #4: Kool Moe Dee “Wild Wild West”

— Sean @ 4:07 pm

I know I was wearing a red fedora with gold links around the brim and red leather gloves when I stepped out into the snow today. Check out the choreography at 3:30 (!) Kool Moe Dee, truly a living legend.

Young-Hae Chang Heavy Industries

— Sean @ 5:26 pm

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Young-Hae Chang Heavy Industries

Pretty Cool People Interviews

— Sean @ 2:54 am

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The good people over at Submarine Channel have started a new series of interviews with creative artists and filmmakers including Miranda July (Me and You and Everyone We Know) and Mike Mills (Thumbsucker) that are really good called Pretty Cool People Interviews. I didn’t realize Mike Mills was 41?? I guess a lot of these 90s pioneers are getting older, and so are we…le temps qui passe!

Maya Deren

— Sean @ 5:54 pm


Throwback Jam of the Week #3.2: Geto Boys - Damn It Feels Good to Be A Gangsta

— oksoundsgood @ 11:18 pm

My homie who is originally from the Bay, but now in Hong Kong, Cassady told me he went to see the legendary DJ Q- Bert out there (btw always a humbling experience- he is one of them godsends put here on our earth to just educate and give to his fellow brethren/sistren) and Q played this jam that I had forgot about, as it is overshadowed by their “My Mind is Playing Tricks on Me.” Anyways, what better time to showcase this song then now with Jiggaman’s new album out and all(even more so because of the line in “Ignorant Shit”:“Scarface the movie, did more than Scarface the rapper to me, still that aint to blame for all the shit thas happened to me” and the movie American Gangster in theaters and Scarface got a new album coming out too as well- and even more appropriate with the still fesh passing of Scarface’s Southern rap pion(p)eer, Pimp C.

Louis Theroux (BBC) “Gangsta Rap in New Orleans”

— Sean @ 10:04 am

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Throwback Jam of the Week #3: UGK - Use Me Up

— Sean @ 5:07 pm

Editor’s note: I committed a ridiculous error when I hurriedly posted a picture of Bun B under the Pimp C memorial post the other day which the main man Mr. Acey quickly pointed out. Now for our third throwback jam, I remember hearing this song back when I first got put onto UGK and loving it, with that Billy Withers sample and the whole vibe of the video. Starter Jackets! KFC! Port Arthur! The white psychologist with the ink blots is classic too… Cool Kids, I see you taking fashion notes! This is real OG shit.

Tom DiCillo’s Kafkaesque Nightmare

— Sean @ 2:49 pm

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So this movie Delirious came out a little while back starring Steve Buscemi as a celebrity photographer, and it kinda sorta bombed despite being really well received by critics. Tom DiCillo, the director, is a living legend in the independent film world, having directed Johnny Suede (Brad Pitt’s first major starring role) as well as Living in Oblivion and Box of Moonlight. For his most recent effort, DiCillo picked up a couple of best director awards at San Sebastian and the HBO Comedy Film Festival in Aspen, as well as having the film screened at Sundance, but DiCillo’s newest effort begs the question after grossing only 200k in a limited release nationwide: is there any room for a solid independent film release in today’s environment? For answers, he turned to Roger Ebert to answer a list of questions, which I have copied from Ebert’s blog:

1. The film got unusually strong reviews. Why did it not find an audience theatrically?

Reviews work best in connection with a visible opening. When moviegoers have never seen an ad for a movie and it isn’t playing in their city, state or region of the nation, what difference do reviews make?

Apart from that, here’s a funny thing: Lots of moviegoers trust a critic less than a brainless ad promising them the sun, the moon and the stars. They have a certain reluctance to see a movie that might be good. Millions of teenage boys, in particular, flock to the stupid and the brutal, and have no interest in any film that involves words like “paparazzi.” (Millions of others are our hope for the future, of course, but opening weekends are driven by horror, superheroes and comic book and game adaptations, and depend on the fanboys.)

2. Were the U.S. distributors right in passing on it? In other words, is “Delirious” unmarketable?

Because I enjoyed it from beginning to end, I wouldn’t call it unmarketable, but it isn’t a high-concept (i.e., low-concept) film, and it needs a chance to be discovered.

Let me give you an example. The second funniest film I’ve seen in the last 10 years is “The Castle” (1997), from Australia. When I showed it at my Overlooked Film Festival, the 1,600 people in the audience almost lost their lunch, they were laughing so hard. It grossed less than a million in North America. It didn’t have stars, it wasn’t about castles, and hardly anybody went. So it wasn’t “marketable.” Because I Iove movies, it cheers me up when people have a good time at one. This one was released by the old Miramax. “The test audience didn’t like it,” Harvey Weinstein told me, after he yanked it. OK, either (a) the test audience was wrong, or (b) it was the wrong test audience.

3. If a small film like “Delirious” is judged by its opening weekend gross for survival, what does that say about the state of U.S. independent film? In other words, if an independent film needs a big opening weekend to succeed, how does this make it different from a Hollywood film?

It says indies are being forced out by the Opening Weekend Syndrome. Indie films will rarely have big opening weekends because they don’t have the publicity machines to grind out press junkets, talk-show guest shots, celeb magazine profiles, big ad campaigns, and fast-food tie-ins. They need a chance to find an audience. “Chariots of Fire” (1981) opened in one theater, crept into two or three, tip-toed across the country, had great word of mouth, played for months, and won the Oscar. Today, it would have closed after that first theater. Here’s a hypothesis: Anyone reading this article is likely to enjoy a movie more if it doesn’t have free collectibles at McDonald’s.

4. If a big opening weekend is the only guarantee of life for an independent film, does this affect the kinds of independent films being made?

Hard to say, because so many indie films are labors of love that their makers had to make. Consider Miranda July’s “Me and You and Everyone We Know” (2005), which had a $2 million budget and grossed less than $4 million. Not so great. When the lights went up at Sundance, Lisa Schwarzbaum of Entertainment Weekly was across the aisle from me. “Whatd’ya think?” she asked me or I asked her, I can’t remember which. I remember the reply: “I think it’s the best film in the festival.” Other person: “Me, too.” How in the hell can a movie that delicate and magical not find a big audience when I know there are people starving for films like that?

5. Does independent film exist anymore?

Yes, barely. The irony is that indies are embraced at film festivals, which have almost become an alternative distribution channel. “Delirious,” for example, was invited by San Sebastian, Sundance, San Francisco, Seattle, Avignon, Munich and Karlovy Vary. All major festivals. But you didn’t make “Delirious” to sell tickets for festivals. I frankly think it’s time for festivals to give their entries a cut of the box office.

If there is room for hope, it’s that good actors are happy to appear in them because the indies are a repository of great roles. Halle Berry has starred in movies budgeted at millions, but won the Oscar for “Monster’s Ball.” Robert De Niro top-lined millions of bucks, but won the Oscar for the low-budget “Raging Bull.” Charlize Theron could pull down $1 million-$2 million a picture or more, but won the Oscar for “Monster,” which cost lots less than a million. Actors know that beyond a certain budget level, mega-productions are less likely to contain great acting opportunities. What’s being marketed is the spectacle, not the performances.

6. Can any of these questions even be answered? Should I even bother with trying to find the answers? Is the whole thing a Kafkaesque nightmare or can it all be shrugged off simply by saying, “You win some, you lose some.”

I don’t know. Maybe DVDs and Netflix and Blockbuster on Demand and cable TV and pay-per-view and especially high-quality streaming on the Internet will rescue you and your fellow independents. I come from an innocent and hopeful time when we went to the Art Theater in Champaign-Urbana to see anything they were showing, because we knew it wouldn’t have Frankie Avalon in it, and they gave you a free cup of coffee, and we thought that was way cool. It was a movie by Cassavetes or Shirley Clarke? Or DiCillo or Sayles or Jarmusch? How did we get so lucky?

As those of you who have read this blog for awhile know, the changing distribution model of the film and the entertainment industry is something that has been addressed here before. What is the solution? Ebert waxes poetic on it in the last paragraph referring to DVD and online distribution, but as Greg said in his recent post referring to this situation, one of the most important thing he focuses on is the idea that directors should be making money from their films being screened at independent film festivals, in particular the ones that have grown into commercial money-making ventures over the years with sizable box office sales and huge audiences (see Sundance, Cannes, etc). So, what about the rest of us? Thoughts, comments?

RIP Pimp C

— Sean @ 2:34 pm

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RIP Pimp C. WTF. One of the greatest of all time.

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