Movie City Indie Archive for April, 2011

Animated: “Stanley Kubrick: A Filmography”

Gentle. Bittersweet.

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Chuck Jones’ “Crawford” On Marriage

[Via Cartoon Brew.]

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Teasing Takashi Miike’s Cannes-Bound 3D HARA-KIRI: DEATH OF A SAMURAI (Ichimei)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EmeMHi1MQAs&feature=player_embedded

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Postering “Jane Campion presents SLEEPING BEAUTY”

Julia Leigh on the making of her debut feature. [Click several times for the largest scale.]
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TRANSFORMERS 3: Great Chicago Fire For The 21st Century?

A Great Chicago Fire for the 21st century? A Chicagoan can only hope.

Beautiful waterfront…

The gorgeous green of the Chicago River…

And with only a couple more weeks of Mayor Daley in office, it’s about time we got rid of the terrible concrete planters choking traffic medians in the more moneyed neighborhoods.

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MIKE MILLS MEETS A LOT OF PEOPLE

He’s Beginnering to blog his festival and press tour for the summer release of Beginners.

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Hal Hartley “Blogs” In The Form Of A “Screenplay”





























INTERIOR, BISTRO, LOWER MANHATTAN.

Hal Hartley (early-fifties, laid-back but troubled) sits and frowns at a page deep in the middle of Roberto Bolano’s The Savage Detectives. He turns over a page, finishes a chapter, and removes his reading glasses. He contemplates his double espresso. Meanwhile, to his left three casually well-dressed young executives continue a heated discussion…

CHET: It’s outrageous!

LOLA: Let me see.

Chet holds out his mobile device and shows Lola a text message. Their friend, Kurt, paces nearby, scheming distractedly.

CHET: Why text “would you like to meet for drinks at seven?

KURT (stops and turns): Did he spell “seven” or just use a number?

LOLA: He spells it out!

CHET: Now that’s just verbose.

KURT (his suspicions confirmed): Or worse!

LOLA: “Drinks at numeral seven question mark” is like I guess beneath his dignity? Look, he even spells out “at!”

KURT: (fatigued) This is more complicated than I thought.

Hartley decides it’s probably a good time to evaporate. He leaves some bills on the small table and heads for the door with his book. Lola notices him and grabs Chet’s arm…

LOLA: Hey, is that?

CHET: You mean?

LOLA: The guy who made, oh, you know, what’s it called?

KURT: You mean with the girl and the book and the guy from the television repair shop?

LOLA: Something like that. It’s unimportant, really. I was moved, true. But I was young.

In the doorway, Hartley bumps into his publicists, Emily and Roger.

. . .

With more of the same at the link. There, that was simple enough to finance, wasn’t it? While he’s at it, a couple of double-trucks from “The Heart Is A Muscle,” a new Swedish book of photos from his earlier films, available at the link, signed, for $99.95.

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Trailering Hong Sang-Soo’s THE DAY HE ARRIVES

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pqR6gr80feI&feature=player_embedded

Just a short part of his new film, 북촌방향, bound for Cannes, or a device throughout? Sweet in a Hong Sang-Soo kind of way…

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Trailering Kim Ki-Duk’s Cannes-Bound ARIRANG

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rSN3p9uWNK4&feature=player_embedded

O.S.: A quiet “Oh, dear.” Kim Ki-Duk’s movies have crude and strange things in them, but this… it’s a mystery. And apparently a documentary about his life.

His director’s statement:
Arirang is

about Kim Ki-duk
playing 3 roles in 1.
Through Arirang I climb over one hill in life.
Through Arirang I understand human beings, thank the nature, and accept my life as it is now.

We are now…
in the terrestrial world lurking with desires,
in the ghostly world lurking with sorrow
in the imaginary world lurking with dreams,
with no beginning nor end,
slowly going crazy.

What is affection that it still remains all around me decaying?
It’s still stuck to the crown of my head, testing my emotions.
It’s still hiding deep within my heart, testing my sense of compassion.
If I didn’t give my heart, they would be bad people erased from memories but if I gave my heart, I couldn’t let them go till the day that I die as despicable people.
Ah…
Arirang
Alright
Let’s mercilessly kill each other in our hearts till we die.

Even today
I hold back as I get angry
I laugh as I get jealous
I love as I despise
And forgive as I quiver with the urge to kill.
Wait
I will kill
Myself, who remembers you.”

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Trailering Cannes’ “Jane Campion Presents SLEEPING BEAUTY” [mnsfw]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yskjRo7RXIw&feature=player_embedded

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Raw Tornado Footage From Tuscaloosa And Birmingham

Tuscaloosa “Lord jesus”

Tuscaloosa

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Elmer Lynn Hauldren, Empire Carpet Pitchman, Was 89-588-2300

How do you know when you’ve lived in the Midwest a long, long time? When the news of this man‘s passing brings a tear. Sun-Times obit. (I’m reminded Chicago’s WGN is on cable and satellite around the world, so Lynn’s more widely known than I realized.) Two more below; lots more on YouTube.
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Benicio Del Toro in Conversation with Japanese Director Kaneto Shindo

[Via @janusfilms.]

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David Lynch Sells You His Signature Cup

http://vimeo.com/21939919&feature=player_embedded

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“By the time the sounds of the Von Trapp children warbling ‘Silent Night’ drift through The Giver, you may find yourself wondering what fresh movie hell this is. In truth, the enervating hash of dystopian dread, vague religiosity and commercial advertising-style uplift is nothing if not stale. Adapted from Lois Lowry’s book for young readers, the story involves an isolated society that, with its cubistic dwellings, mindless smiles, monochromatic environs and nebulous communitarianism, seem modeled on a Scandinavian country or an old Mentos commercial.”
~ Manohla Dargis’ Deadly Lede For Review Of The Giver

“It’s possible that in the coming days or, God forbid, weeks, the president could have something more specific to say about the freighted decades-long history of political imbalance at work, in this case between a mostly black working-class town and its majority white government and police force. But this is a black man who must choose his words about race, governance, and law enforcement even more carefully than a white politician would. And this is the third summer in which, as president, he would have to do so…

“Until this point in the turmoil, the absence of the crucial second face in the incident seemed to heighten the distance between police and the people they serve. It grants them both an anonymity and autonomy that matches the bizarre transformation, in Ferguson and elsewhere, of police into troops. The riot gear turns 2014 into a dot on a Jim Crow–era timeline. Since the officer’s name wasn’t made public more immediately, it should have seemed urgent for the police to lose the riot attire and take steps to minimize distrust, to dispel the contagious assumption that silence equates racism…

“What is so affecting isn’t just that 18-year-old Michael Brown was killed when he was barely a man. It’s other things as well. One was how many reports of the incident that first day mentioned that he was about to start college. That’s a rite that’s universally emotional. But for a black male from a poor family, the first day of college is a freighted day that usually requires the sacrifice of more than one person. Black people know the odds of getting to and graduating from college, and that they’re low. That Brown seemed to be on the right path compounded the parental, local, and national outrage over his being wiped from it.”

~ Wesley Morris On Let’s Be Cops, The Shooting In Ferguson, Obama…