Showing posts with label art film. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art film. Show all posts

Monday, October 24, 2011

Halloween: Go Obscure of Go Home: An Homage to G. Kuchar

This is what I'm going to be for Halloween: Nurse Ginger from George Kuchar's 1975 film, The Devil's Cleavage. I am aware that 99% of the people I encounter with this costume will have no idea what I am specifically (unless people actually read this blog entry). However, Halloween is about enjoying yourself and being someone different for a night. It doesn't really matter if people know what my character is, I just know it will still creep people out. And it's not me, so that's step one of having a great costume. Oh no, I'm not a sexy nurse, not a zombie nurse, just a nurse with severe makeup that carries a bottle of fake vomit with her. You know.
Me on 10/31/11
 
Halloween is also about respecting the dead. Director George Kuchar passed away on September 6th of this year. And it was just this year that my love for the films of him and his brother Mike was ignited. After viewing the documentary, It Came From Kuchar, I realized I had seen one of his movies in a film class: Hold Me While I'm Naked.  The film really touched me in it's pre-Water's campyness, but I never knew about the other films until recently. George was teaching film at San Francisco Art Institute and still making awesomely weird movies until his death. 
So this year, in honor of a great film-maker/makeup artist, and a weird character, I will try to do Ginger justice. Stay tuned to see the finished product.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Radiators Empty, Check.

Last night I felt a little too comfortable being home alone, so I popped Eraserhead in the player.




Yup. Right in the player. It made me think about the first time I saw Eraserhead (David Lynch's first full-length film).
The first Lynch-directed thing I saw was the entire Twin Peaks series, which I own on VHS. I was in the 7th grade when I first got into Twin Peaks. Bravo was playing it in reruns in 2000, but before they aired the whole series, it abruptly ended and was replaced by reruns of The West Wing. Back when Bravo used to be good, damn it!
My obsession never waned, and my cousin was nice enough to give me some VHS tapes of the first 3 episodes as they aired in 1990, as well as some fan books left behind by an old roommate. When I was 14, my parents got me the Twin Peaks Box set for Christmas. Every day of winter break I was captivated and hungry for more of that puzzling feeling you get when you watch something directed by David Lynch.
Never following his filmography chronologically, it wasn't until after viewing most of Lynch's films, and being well seasoned in his archetypes and quirks, that I saw Eraserhead. The film is unsettling, to say the least, pulling on nightmarish thoughts that use nearly no gore or traditional terror. What I always admired about Lynch's brand of fear is that he mostly plays on the uncomfortable. It's random, it's different, and sometimes it is the unknown that is the scariest of all.
While Eraserhead still makes me check the radiators before bedtime, I have to say I wish I saw it as a Lynch virgin. I went in for the first time wondering what kind of twisted psychological terror was to be unleashed on me. But I left the experience feeling like I knew too much to ever have a pure reaction. The film explains how Lynch's films have progressed; where his blond vs. brunette, timeless world, creepy music, awkward pauses, and random spasms all came from. If Eraserhead was the first thing I saw of Lynch, especially when I was 12, I honestly don't know how my current level of fandom would stand: super-duper fan, or reluctant and traumatized.  But Eraserhead is still my go-to movie for a sufficient creep-out.  It's a classically confounding Lynch movie. To me, the film is about a man's nightmare, which easily explains away why a lot of it doesn't make sense.  In researching the film I found this intriguing and frustrating passage on Wikipedia,
 He went on to write about the difficulties he was having making sense of the way the film was "growing" and didn't know "the thing that just pulled it all together." He then reveals it was the Bible that provided the solution:
So I got out my Bible and I started reading. And one day, I read a sentence. And I closed the Bible, because that was it; that was it. And then I saw the thing as a whole. And it fulfilled this vision for me, 100 percent.
Lynch states in the book that he doesn't think he will ever reveal what the vision-fulfilling Biblical verse is.
The Bible has never been of more interest to me as it is right now.
But I'm glad to see that I'm not the only one who appreciates David Lynch's idiosyncrasies. Notdavidlynch's YouTube channel, features some extremely funny and spot-on Lynch impressions. I'm a big fan of the David Lynch & Crispin Glover's Big Blockbuster featuring pimplywimp. It pretty much sums up the Lynch experience in a hilarious way.
Enjoy!

Friday, April 22, 2011

It Came From Kuchar

If you're a John Waters fan, you will love the films of his major influence, the Kuchar brothers.  2009 documentary by Jennifer M. Kroot, It Came From Kuchar, explores the past and present of underground film makers George and Mike.

Starting in the 1960s with a super 8 camera and an extremely low budget, the Kuchars collaborated on bizarre films that can be described as zany home movies made by some kids who spend most of their time watching b-films. What the Kuchars made was truly unique for the time. Simultaneously, Warhol was making his underground films, but the Kuchars were funnier, and not as suave in their sexuality. Staying close to the genres of fantasy, horror, and exploitation, their work is a pure expression of the ideas and aesthetics gathered from popular movies from post-war America.



I had the privilege of seeing an original print of Hold Me While I'm Naked, a portrait of a down on his luck director who imagines his tardy actors having wild sex.  It Came From Kuchar discusses this film, and lead me to many other gems I would love to get a hold of. Hearing George and Mike speak is extremely entertaining, whether it's recalling childhood memories of their often absent father and immigrant mother, or explaining their thought process behind such films as Sins of the Fleshapoids (a film about an android revolt one million years in the future).
It Came From Kuchar is a documentary that will leave you giddy with the idea that these films exist in the world.