THE CYNEPHILE

"The cinema is cruel like a miracle." -Frank O'Hara

A Pot-pourri of Links

art + video
It’s Armory Week, and the number of openings, events and parties in the next few days makes my head spin. Aside from the usual mainstays, the new kid on the block this year is the Independent. Born out the ashes of X-initiative, it offers an alternative to the inescapable shopping mall ambiance of the art fair — there’s even a panel on gluttony! And a film program too. Check it out here.

Scope also has a video program, with work by Martha Colburn, George Kuchar and fashion-y films. Sashay!

design
Check out the next generation of Polish film poster design.

fashion
Look who’s copying a page from the Vezzoli playbook: Agyness Deyn deigns to appear in a McDermott and McGough film.

film reviews
Andrew Grant (nom de blog: filmbrain) reviews The Ghost Writer, and thinks it’s pretty good.
You should see it, especially since all proceeds from the film go to the Roman Polanski legal defense fund. (Kidding!)

mystery flavor
My favorite posthuman Andrei Codrescu is anti-Avatar, and pro-zombie. Deliciously brainy as always.

zombie_vampire_hybrid
My friend Ziyan and I as zombie-vampire hybrids. Kristen Stewart, eat your heart out.

new york
Movie program ephemera from the 8th street Playhouse, which I remember going to as a little girl. Thanks to reader Jack for the tip.

photography
Andy Warhol: Unexposed Exposures just opened at Steven Kashar.
If the Factory had had a facebook page, these would be the pictures that they would post to their wall. Lots o’ pics online too.

watch online
The first and only truly Beat film Pull My Daisy (Frank and Leslie, 1959) is on Google Video.

J.D. Salinger, Brigitte Bardot and the Movies

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s the movies. Don’t even mention them to me.” –Holden Caulfield from Catcher in the Rye

Here’s a little gem from this week’s New Yorker, from a tribute by Lillian Ross:

Salinger loved the movies, and he was more fun than anyone to discuss them with. He enjoyed watching actors work, and he enjoyed knowing them. (He loved Anne Bancroft, hated Audrey Hepburn, and said that he had seen “Grand Illusion” ten times.) Brigitte Bardot once wanted to buy the rights to “A Perfect Day for Bananafish,” and he said that it was uplifting news. “I mean it,” he told me. “She’s a cute, talented lost enfante, and I’m tempted to accomodate her, pour le sport.”

Oh, J.D. Many men were tempted to accommodate her, and then some.

brigitte_bardot
“She was a girl who for a ringing phone dropped exactly nothing. She looked as if her phone had been ringing continually ever since she had reached puberty.” — A Perfect Day for Bananafish

Don’t Go to Film School; Go to China

In September of last year, Barnes & Noble was having a sale: 50% off of Criterion DVDS. This would never happen again, I rationalized, so I carried home a nice haul of Antonioni, Godard, Oshima, Roeg and Pialat—films that I could watch over and over again. I paid about $18 to $30 per disc, and I thought I was getting a bargain.

A week later I went to Shanghai, where I *theoretically* purchased a complete Godard box set (52 DVDs in all!) for the equivalent of $30 USD.

I had heard stories that the DVD stores in China were full of such unknown pleasures, but I didn’t truly believe them until I was there. Most people assume that they primarily sell new releases, similar to the vendors who hawk their illegal wares from garbage bags in Chinatown and on the subway. Most people are also afraid that the the quality will be poor, and that the films won’t be subtitled. Nothing could be further from the truth.

Imagine going into Kim’s Video before the it closed, and then imagine that all the titles are for sale, for the equivalent of $2 USD. (When I was there, the going rate was 14 RMB, which works out to exactly $2.05). Then imagine being able to purchase regionless arthouse films that were never available in your country. And then imagine seeing films that haven’t even been released yet on the shelves.

There are some drawbacks: sometimes the subtitles are poorly translated, and sometimes you do end up with a screener. But for the most part, the packaging and the quality of the DVD is indistinguishable from its full-price counterpart. Along with the Godard box set, I picked up box sets of Almodóvar, Renoir, Wong Kar-Wai, Mizoguchi, Hou Hsiao-Hsien and Francois Ozon.

DVD VIP

(So I *might* have purchased so many DVDS that they gave me a VIP card.)

I was also able to find some truly rare films. But the holy grail was undoubtedly a disc that contained both Pasolini’s Appunti per un film sull’india (Notes for a Film Towards India, 1968) and Appunti per un’Orestiade africana (Notes for an African Orestes, 1970). I shrieked out loud when I saw this, because I had seen each of the “Appunti” films only once (If you’re curious, India was screened at a Yale conference on the cinema of ’68, and African Orestes was screened at Anthology). I would have given anything for a chance to see them again, in order to compare them side-by-side. However these titles are rarely shown (especially India) and the print I saw at Anthology was projected with powerpoint soft titles. Now I was holding a DVD of some of the most sublime cine-poetry ever created. (Sadly, the disc did not contain the final “Notes” film, which I have not seen: Appunti per un romanzo dell’immondezza [1970]. I would kiss the dirtiest New York sidewalk to see this, so if you know someone who knows someone, please do share.)

It’s interesting that in China, you can get some of the most insurrectionary and revolutionary cinema from the pirated DVD store, but the films in the movie theaters are censored by the government. Going to the movies costs more than buying a illegal DVD, and for students and laborers, it’s still considered a “fancy” thing to do. One of the reasons that Baidu (a Chinese search engine) has a larger market share than Google is that pirated material is available readily; Google puts restrictions on allowing blatantly copyrighted material to surface in search results (or at least they try to). The culture of piracy is so rampant and the government truly doesn’t give a damn that it’s actually hard to get a legal DVD in China. You probably couldn’t tell the difference anyway: some of the illegal DVDS are actually manufactured in the same factory as the legal ones; they are known as “third shift” goods and in that case, there is absolutely no difference between the original and the copy. I like to think of a budding director watching the best cinema the world has to offer, each purchased for less than a subway ride in NYC. Film School? Forget it. Just go to China.

An excellent analysis of the practice by Tom Doctoroff from The Huffington Post

Planning a trip to Shanghai? Dagu Lu is the place to go

piracy, simulacrum and forgery in china: a beautifully written and illustrated essay by Andrew Doro from sheepish dot org. (Bonus: It includes a reference to the piracy scene in Unknown Pleasures)