Movie City Indie Archive for February, 2012

A Yorgos Lanthimos Masterclass (55’38”) At Göteborg International Film Festival 2012

Interesting observations from the director of Dogtooth and the forthcoming Alps.

No Comments »

RIP Barney Rosset, 1922-2012

No Comments »

Lonergan’s MARGARET in Chicago

Sell-outs from the get-go. Two more night’s showings in 35mm.

2 Comments »

Picturing WGA Winner Alexander Payne



[Thessaloniki, Greece, November 2011. Photos © Ray Pride.]

No Comments »

Trailering Lena Dunham’s “Girls”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9RIqj_ZgGN0

No Comments »

MPAA Rating Advisory Of The Week: PROJECT X

Project X opens in theaters Friday, March 2. The film has been rated R by the MPAA for crude and sexual content throughout, nudity, drugs, drinking, pervasive language, reckless behavior and mayhem—all involving teens.” Mmmm, mayhem!

No Comments »

ABC CINEMA: Animating An Alphabet Of Movies (0’58”)

Shiny. By Evan Seitz.

1 Comment »

That’s What Goes On In A Cat’s Head (0’36”)

No Comments »

NSFW: Carlos Charlie Perez Book-Trailers “The Vanishers” 1’52”

“A short film based on THE VANISHERS, a new novel by Heidi Julavits, out March 13 from Doubleday. Film by Carlos Charlie Perez. From the acclaimed novelist and The Believer editor Heidi Julavits, a wildly imaginative and emotionally intense novel about mothers, daughters, and the psychic damage women can inflict on one another.”

No Comments »

Neil Young approves Tavi Gevinson’s “Heart of Gold” cover (3’17”)

What if a corporate-support-underwritten Rookie fashionista wunderkind does some more stuff that’s not half-bad? Eh, Neil Young, gotten old, approves.

No Comments »

RIP Peter Breck

Seen here in Samuel Fuller’s Shock Corridor, after exclaiming in interior monologue, “Nymphos!”

No Comments »

For Valentine’s Day, T-Mobile Clips A Joe Swanberg Movie

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fW24eHQg5JY

A clip from Alexander The Last? Um…. thanks, Cupid? [Via Joe Swanberg.]

No Comments »

Leonard Cohen On How To Speak Poetry (3’51”)

No Comments »

Somewhere, IRON SKY Lost Its Mind; Gained Udo Kier, Sarah Palin (trailer)

“I’ll see you in Valhalla.” Music by  Laibach. And the slightly stranger, smaller-scale original trailer. [Via Iron Sky.]

No Comments »

Movie City Indie

Quote Unquotesee all »

“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