Movie City Indie Archive for September, 2011

DRIVE and Los Angeles (2:07)

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Home, Alone: Trailering EXTREMELY LOUD & INCREDIBLY CLOSE


More than the trailer, which seems more emphatic in its uplift than the finished film might dare, there are names other than director Stephen Daldry‘s that pop out: screenwriter Eric Roth (Forrest Gump, Benjamin Button); composer Nico Muhly (The Reader, Margaret), and, not in the credit block, cinematographer Chris Menges (The Reader, The Killing Fields, Local Hero) and editor Claire Simpson (The Reader, The Constant Gardener, Wall Street). There will be vivid widescreen imagery.

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Postering the Lars Von Trier Character

In the U.K., Artificial Eye releases character posters for Melancholia. Here’s Lars von Trier’s, with a special stamp in the upper lefthand corner. The production’s website here. [Via Ultra Culture.]

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X On the Jerry Lewis Telethon (1982) (2’02″)

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

[Via Dangerous Minds.]

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Postering Tony Kaye’s DETACHMENT

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Postering a disappearing IRON LADY

While it’s not the first horizontal/vertical mix-up on a one-sheet this month (see Janus Film’s reissue poster for Godard’s Weekend), at second glance, this is the most disturbing. Turning topsy-turvy the Houses of Parliament may resemble the streaking of a minor Gerhard Richter painting, but more readily suggest the loss of memory and personality by Thatcher as her Alzheimer’s grows worse. And what streaks away? A mind for all things governmental. Eeeesh.

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Halluci-postering Thompson-Robinson’s RUM DIARY

What drugs had our faithful young correspondent Hunter S. ingested by the time of his Puerto Rican reporting days, where he laid his fictional “Rum Diary”? The revisions in the years before publication surely partook of the sort of recreational distraction that this one-sheet genially embraces. Plus: Bruce Robinson. This film must fall within the acceptable bounds of reflecting the writer-director-raconteur’s large and rumbustious personality.

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Four Silent Screams (NYC 2011; Eisenstein 1925; Kent State, 1970)



Photojournalism: a silent scream. “Davidscameracraft” is the byline of the photographer from the “Occupy Wall Street” protests. More of his solid work here, where he discovers the NYPD Deputy Inspector who randomly chose whom to pepper-spray at point blank is named “BOLOGNA.”

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Robert Bresson at 110

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DIPiRPk0VzI&feature=player_embedded

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

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Francis Coppola’s TIFF TWIXT Presser (31’58″)

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Japanese Art For Monte Hellman’s ROAD TO NOWHERE

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THE 3 Rs: David Lynch Trailers Viennale 2011 (1’13″)

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Postering Godard’s WEEKEND

[Playdates for Janus Films' new 35mm print.]

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Qwikster Goes For The Classics With First Commercials

And below! Classic Qwikster! From Australia!

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“I am just grateful I am still around. I would love to be Steven Soderbergh, but I am lucky to be Joe Swanberg. Actors want to work with me, people want to give me money, and my nightmare scenario remains: Getting in bed with a studio, spending years on a movie, and it turns out horrible, but now I’m rich.”

Actually, by Hollywood standards, you’re right, I said. That is unambitious.

“It is, and yet, if you can go to bed happy at night, doing what you want, isn’t that ambition for a lifetime?”
~ Swanberg On Swanberg By Borelli

“In retrospect, nothing of that kind surprised me about Philip, because his intuition was luminous from the instant you met him. So was his intelligence. A lot of actors act intelligent, but Philip was the real thing: a shining, artistic polymath with an intelligence that came at you like a pair of headlights and enveloped you from the moment he grabbed your hand, put a huge arm round your neck and shoved a cheek against yours; or if the mood took him, hugged you to him like a big, pudgy schoolboy, then stood and beamed at you while he took stock of the effect.”
John le Carré on Philip Seymour Hoffman