Movie City Indie Archive for December, 2008

On the dawn of a new year

Morning

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QT's got a title and a release date: Inglourious Basterds opens August 21……

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… of 2009. Wow! From the PR: “December 31, 2008 – The Weinstein Company (TWC) and Universal Pictures announced today that Academy Award-winning director Quentin Tarantino’s World War II epic, Inglourious Basterds, starring Brad Pitt, will open domestically August 21, 2009. The announcement was made by Harvey Weinstein, co-chairman of TWC and David Linde, co-chairman of Universal Pictures who are partners in the film. TWC and Universal are co-financing and co-presenting the film with TWC handling domestic distribution and Universal handling international distribution. International release dates will be announced shortly.”

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New Year's Wishes from Bioshock

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Why don't most guests challenge bullies on tee-vee?



And why do dottily condescending bullies get the nice salaries? “Well, Chief…” Former Congressman and seven-second-delay morning chat show host Joe Scarborough matches wits with 80-year-oldl Zbigniew Brzezinski, national security advisor to President Carter and father of his co-host, Mika.

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Andy Warhol interviews Steven Spielberg



The chatty young film director is interested in the ghosts on the TV set and talks about swallowing the future. [Courtesy of Warhol Museum, via Interview.]

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The Times Of Harvey Milk (1984)

Streaming at Hulu.

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Ann Savage was 87

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Another piece of Orson Welles' The Other Side of the Wind?



This clip has been on YouTube for a few months, but a nice surprise on Christmas eve. Improv by Paul Mazursky, Dennis Hopper and a classically annoying Henry Jaglom. An alternate take’s below. Wellesnet gives context of The Other Side of the Wind, including a LOOK piece penned by Welles that could have been penned today: “If there’s gold in this new age, the new director will find it only when he loves the movies even more than he loves himself. A quarter of a century ago, on my own, and free of the crippling restraints of the Hollywood factory system, I managed to make a couple of pictures; the second of these (The Magnificent Ambersons) was seized and sorely mangled by the studio machine. What is surprising is that I lasted as long as I did. In those days, the men behind the desks had no reason to doubt that their authority was fully sanctioned by the public taste The movie industry was making a successful product for a middle-aged, middle-class, middle-brow market. Today, the bosses, such as they are, cannot pretend they know anything about then market except that it is very young. Solution: very young filmmakers in total control of their own work. Like a nervous old lady. Hollywood is suddenly afraid of the traffic. She needs youthful hands to guide her. This trust is rather touching, slightly ridiculous, and very hopeful for the future of American films.” [The last news I’ve read about the status of The Other Side Of The Wind here.]

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Park City past before Park City future

Set


Outside the Racquet Club

Grids

Getting the shot

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IOUSA: the half-hour edit

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Happy indie holidays…

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Indie film blogger road trip



The opening nine minutes of a work-in-progress by Sujewa Ekanayake.

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Polaroid SX-70 promo film by Charles and Ray Eames



Music by Elmer Bernstein.

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The East Village, 1971, shot with 16mm Bolex



From TVDays.

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Manoel De Oliveira is so much younger than that now.

When Manoel de Oliveira was in Chicago three years ago, looking not a day over 75, I had a cold and kept my distance: I didn’t want to be the one who sneezed on a living legend and brought him down. No worries: just turned 100, he’s gotten a $210,000-worth hank of Euros from incentive fund Eurimages for his currently-shooting Eccentricities of a Blonde-Haired Girl, one of 12 European productions divvying $6.1 million. And for the collector of the rarest of curiousities, the Portuguese stalwart has issued a book of poetry in his hometown of Porto. AFP reports, “It’s a compilation of texts that [he] has written in recent years,” said his publisher Jose Manuel Lello, whose Lello Editores is releasing ‘One Hundred Years, One Hundred Texts’ on Sunday in Oliveira’s hometown Porto. “There are philosophical writings on humanity or science, several poems, and even a story in which he recounts an episode from his childhood,” Lello told AFP on Friday.” The limited edition? One hundred copies.

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“I was 15 when I first watched Sally Hardesty escape into the back of a pickup truck, covered in blood and cackling like a goddamn witch. All of her friends were dead. She had been kidnapped, tortured and even forced to feed her own blood to her cannibalistic captors’ impossibly shriveled patriarch. Being new to the horror genre, I was sure she was going to die. It had been a few months since I survived a violent sexual assault, where I subsequently ran from my assailant, tripped, fell and fought like hell. I crawled home with bloody knees, makeup-stained cheeks and a new void in both my mind and heart. My sense of safety, my ability to trust others, my willingness to form new relationships and my love of spending time with people I cared about were all taken from me. It wasn’t until I found the original The Texas Chain Saw Massacre that something clicked. It was Sally’s strength, and her resilience. It was watching her survive blows to the head from a hammer. It was watching her break free from her bonds and burst through a glass window. It was watching her get back up after she’d been stabbed. It was watching her crawl into the back of a truck, laughing as it drove away from Leatherface. She was the last one to confront the killer, and live. I remember sitting in front of the TV and thinking, There I am. That’s me.”
~ Lauren Milici On “The Final Girl”

“‘Thriller’ enforced its own reality principle; it was there, part of the every commute, a serenade to every errand, a referent to every purchase, a fact of every life. You didn’t have to like it, you only had to acknowledge it. By July 6, 1984, when the Jacksons played the first show of their ‘Victory’ tour, in Kansas City, Missouri, Jacksonism had produced a system of commodification so complete that whatever and whoever was admitted to it instantly became a new commodity. People were no longer comsuming commodities as such things are conventionally understood (records, videos, posters, books, magazines, key rings, earrings necklaces pins buttons wigs voice-altering devices Pepsis t-shirts underwear hats scarves gloves jackets – and why were there no jeans called Bille Jeans?); they were consuming their own gestures of consumption. That is, they were consuming not a Tayloristic Michael Jackson, or any licensed facsimile, but themselves. Riding a Mobius strip of pure capitalism, that was the transubstantiation.”
~ Greil Marcus On Michael Jackson