I have been falling behind on my blogging; I admit it. Luckily, information never goes away. Nor is there anything like a shortage of things that need to be said. We have so many hurdles to jump in the indie film world. Or is it walls to break down? Even after we made it through once, the same challenges face us again. Even when one or two lead the way, the path gets overgrown immediately, and the rest seem to be lost all over again. So here’s to the better late, than never camp, a post on some old but still relevant news…
Month: April 2009
I had been wanting to post about a couple of films I’ve seen and was really impressed by — but time has been short and I haven’t been able to do a lot of things I had hoped. So when I got an email from director Jim McKay urging me to check out the two films I wanted to post about, well, I thought why not let him tell you about them instead of me.
I’m a little bit late on this one, but I finally got out to see it last night and if you’re in New York it’s still playing at the great IFC Center and if you’re not, it’s either on its way to you or on IFC On Demand…
The movie is HUNGER and it’s British artist/director Steve McQueen’s first feature film about the IRA’s early 80’s in-prison protests (no clothes, no wash, and, ultimately, hunger strikes) and Bobby Sands’ role in them.
The film has qualities about it that can come only from a) an artist from outside the film world and/or b) a (first-time) director who is either unaware or unconcerned about “the rules” and has the artistic integrity to insist upon a method of storytelling that is powerful and unique. A perfect film? No. A very complete and confident vision that will shock, inspire, and move you? Yes, absolutely.
Characters are explored who then disappear from the story altogether, other main characters aren’t introduced until late in the film, there’s a jump in time toward the beginning of the film but then that doesn’t become a motif and the device is not repeated…. All things that in the U.S. film-making system would’ve raised red flags of narrative concern from investors, producers, and all the other people whose job it is to make sure a creator makes a film that will be “marketable” (of course 90% of these movies tank anyway….). It’s interesting that another visual artist-turned-filmmaker, Julian Schnabel, has also become one of our more important filmmakers – these are artists who are used to making work for themselves and not for studios or financiers or bean-counters. And the work shows a boldness and independence that is often missing from the typical new narrative filmmaker. Let us give thanks for filmmakers who say “screw you” to those who might say “but that isn’t the way things are done.”
The film is definitely hard to watch at times – violence, torture, etc – but especially now, in the era of Abu Ghraib and Guantanamo, it’s the kind of stuff that we need to be reminded of and need to make ourselves watch. And for all its inherent artsiness, it’s also a fiercely political film that calls up all the anger and bitterness toward Margaret Thatcher that would in later years inspire Morrissey to ask in his song Margaret on the Guillotine “Oh, when will you die?” and Elvis Costello to sing “When they finally put you in the ground, I’ll stand on the grave and tramp the dirt down.” The film made me very, very angry. In a great way. And I can’t stop thinking about it.
Because of the subject matter, I put off seeing this film for a bit, which was a mistake. I highly recommend it.
peace,
Jim
(PS: I also saw Goodbye Solo this past week and thought it was great. I’m about to head out of town and can’t summon up the time or brain power to write about it right now, but I will when I return
Robot Music: Live In New York
So you want that big sound of many people making music at the same time but just don’t have enough friends who bang drums? Just invite some robots over and start jamming.
Songs about ice cream trucks and unusual animals being played on funny instruments (tuba, theramin, stylophone, claviola) and accompanied by a batallion of self-playing musical instruments, ie: musical robots. It’s a very happy experience.
How great is Tom Waits?!! Did you know you can follow him on Twitter? Baudrillard, Jenny Holzer, Marshall McLuan, & Frederick Nitezsche too!
Mimic This, Mimic That
What if they were tearing down your house, and all you could do was make the sounds of them tearing it down — but make them perfectly? That’s what the Lyra Bird does. It’s as if it has a tape recorder built in it’s throat. You have to see it, umm, hear it, to believe it. It mashes up all the sounds it hears together too, so one moment it is singing a song of a neighboring fowl and then a split second later it sounds like a camera shutter or a chain saw. Can you say “whacky?”
I moderated a panel at New York Women In Film two weeks back on “prepping for film festivals”. One of the panelists, Ryan Werner of IFC Films, said something that resonated with me. Ryan said that there are films that play so many festivals that they diminish his company’s appetite for acquisition.
- you do not have your trailer made and up on the web;
- you do not have clips selected and up on the web;
- you have not been writing a blog regarding the film for a significant length of time;
- you do not have a plan on how to keep that blog interesting for the next year;
- you do not have a website for the film up on the web;
- you do not have a simple way to collect email addresses for fans;
- you have not set up a way for fans to subscribe to updates about the film;
- you have not joined multiple social networks, both as an individual and as the film;
- you have not created a press kit with press notes for the film;
- you have not identified the blogs and critics you think will help promote your film;
- you have not built a study guide for the film for film clubs;
- you have not mapped out a festival strategy that builds to local releases;
- you have not made several versions of a poster, and have enough to sell & give away;
- you have not made additional promotional items for your film;
- you have not manufactured the dvd, and made great packaging for it;
Bratty Rock At Its Best
“Pushin Too Hard” by The Seeds has been one of my favorite songs since the moment I first heard it sometime in the late 70’s. I first thought they were a new punk band at the time and only learned later, they came a decade or so earlier. The song just grabbed me with it’s propulsive rhythm and some of the best bratty vocal stylings ever. The nasal annoyance teams with the vocals to give it the perfect “get-off-my-back” attitude.