Showing posts with label experimental films. Show all posts
Showing posts with label experimental films. Show all posts

Saturday, October 27, 2007

Rainy Days Sponsered by Anger

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It is raining in Brooklyn, and so the bonfired record release party that I was going to attend today (for White Magic's Dark Stars EP), has been rescheduled due to the fact that rain and bonfires do not coexist willingly. So I stay indoors, in a black velvet robe, to imbibe the early films of Kenneth Anger, courtesy of a relatively recent release of his volumes on DVD. And then to broadcast my immediate reactions via our holiest, the internet.

"Puce Moment"
The advantage of DVD viewing is undoubtedly the occasioned enlightening commentary feature. Therewithin, K.A. reveals that the scene in which actress Yvonne Marquis is transported outdoors on her chaise lounge was inspired by the 1920's fantasy painter Florine Stettheimer:

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Sunday Afternoon in the Country (1917)
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Family Portrait #2 (1933)

The soundtrack--psychedelic folky rock by Jonathan Halper--is dull and glittering, haunting, deloveliness (and can be found here & here).

Sunday, July 8, 2007

The Occultist Films of Harry Smith







Dear Departed Harry Smith,

Why couldn't I have been you instead of me? You have already accomplished all that I could ever hope to do with my microspan on Earth. You received a Solomon Guggenheim grant to live and work in New York City; you compiled the Anthology of American Folk Music; you kicked it with Dizzy, Charley P. and Thelonious; you produced the Fugs first album; you influenced the beats; you recorded the Kiowa Indians tripping cactus; you donated the largest collection of paper airplanes in the world to the Smithsonian; you collected Ukrainian Easter Eggs; you died in the motherfucking Chelsea Hotel.

And you made these films, with all those spare decades you had between momentous activities.

I would like a ticket back in time, please.

Yours always,
Lucy