Movie City Indie Archive for December, 2012

Stream QT’s Copious Commentary On The DJANGO UNCHAINED Soundtrack (1’26″06′)


UPDATE 4 January 2013: While Soundcloud has deleted this track (for good?), you can find a few more listenables from the soundtrack here.

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Two Scenes From Paulo Rocha’s OS VERDES ANOS (1963)


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Dr. King McTeague (from GREED)

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The Making Of THE DEEP (3’42”)

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Tom Hooper’s SEGA-Right Said Fred Musical Video (1994) (4’37”)

Wow. It’s Les Misérables 18 years avant la lettre. “Well, it was a very surreal moment. I was doing an extended essay at Oxford University on James Joyce’s ‘Ulysses’ and ‘Finnegans Wake.’ I’ve got a 12,000 word essay and bunking off without telling people to direct a commercial staring Right Said Fred and some dancing fat grannies for Sega, the games company. And I just thought that never again in my life will I have the strongest disjunct between high and low culture. But the short answer is: Right Said Fred is extremely nice. And disappointingly uneccentric.”

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Quincy Explores Punk x 2


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sigur rós’ Christmas Card

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Postering Soderbergh’s SIDE EFFECTS

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Trailering THE GREAT BAZBY, Take Two (2’34”)

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Euro-Trailering Malick’s TO THE WONDER (1’41”)


Makes it look like a heart-breaking wonderment. (But festival viewing mileage may vary.)

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“To be a critic is to be a workaholic. Workaholism is socially conditioned: viewed favourably by exploiters, it’s generally ruinous to a worker’s mental health. When T.S. Eliot said criticism was as inevitable as breathing, he failed to mention that, respiratory problems notwithstanding, breathing is easy. Criticism is reflexive before reflective: to formalise/industrialise an involuntary instinct requires time, effort and discipline. The reason we seek remuneration, as opposed to the self-hatred of being a scab, is because all labour should be waged…

“Criticism, so the cliché by now goes, is dying. None of the panel discussions on its death agony, however—including those in which I’ve formally participated—come at it from the wider perspective that the problem surely needs. They defend the ways in which criticism functions in relation to the industry and to the public, but they fail to contextualise these relationships as defined by ultimately rotten and self-harming imperatives.

“Criticism was a noble profession so long as only a few could practice it for money; when the field expands, as it has with a so-called ‘democratisation’ of our practice, those few lose their political power. Competition grows and markets are undercut: publications are naturally going to start paying less. Precarity is both cause and effect of a surplus workforce: the reason you’re only as good as your last article is because there are plenty of other folks who can write the next one in your place. The daily grind is: pitch, or perish.

B”ut criticism, so a counter-cliché goes, is not dying. An irony: this is an elite sport that is no longer elite in terms of who is able to practice it, but in economic terms it’s clutching to a perverse and outmoded hierarchical structure. It’s more meritocratic than ever, now: which is to say it isn’t meritocratic at all. That’s a paradox in bad need of a resolution…”

~ Michael Pattison Manifestoes Film Criticism

“It’s easy to forget when you’re reading a critic every single week or multiple times a week, that most of us who do this job, and have been doing it for a long time, understand that this is basically a parasitic profession. I don’t mean in the sense that we’re evil bloodsucking creatures, but we couldn’t exist if we didn’t have something to analyze. And I’m always conscious of that. So whether I like or don’t like a particular thing you do, my point of view is always that of an appreciator. I just like to be in the world that you create.”
~ Matt Zoller Seitz To Sam Esmail

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