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This is awesome. My lazy google search didn't do much so I might as well ask: was this East or West? I'd automatically assume the former but the 70s were a weird time: Cavani Wertmuller were attacking the West from the South, Lem and Kundera from the East, etc. basically it was literally a literary war against Germany. The tongue-in-cheekness of this almost suggests to me an attack from the West on what Easterners must watch and do. I don't know. This is really fucking cool.
(and of course, all of my searches, no matter what I try bring up 50 cent! I really didn't want In The Club stuck in my head again but here we go!)
you can find me in the club
West, according to IMDB. Also notmuch in the way of German names in the credits:
The one thing this sequence doesn't convey is just how excessive the amount of chroma keying is, at least half of the scenes are actors or animals keyed in front of still photos, but this sequence happened to be mostly sets.
I assume the chroma keying is where most of the 0k went.
This is weird. A good friend of mine posted this video on his facebook out of the blue, like just now. He should be on poeTV but I don't think he is. Thing is, he's from West Germany and must've been about 3 when these were showing. I'm gonna continue this research. Like I said, East/West cinema and literature in the 70s was a very turbulent ideological time, and I've studied film and read books, but never really thought about television. '78 seems a little late, given that the auteurs and authors I mentioned above were already doing surreal shit (I forgot to mention Makavejev's Sweet Movie, mostly because I didn't want to fuck up his name on my iphone.) And TV's always a little bit behind, but this seems like sort of a proto-ow-my-balls-esque parody of the East to me.
Also weird is that the guy who made this is from Texas.
The Institute for Contemporary Art in Boston has a video like this in every exhibit they do. One was 20 minutes of an 80s public access show that was some guy mixing paint on a table while another guy dressed in a diaper was screaming under the table. Another one was a camera under a glass table smeared with jam as a woman's tongue licked it all off; it reminded me of the pie eating closeup from the Twin Peaks gold edition DVD menu.
Yeah, until I found the IMDB page I just assumed this was originally part of an installation.
According to IMDB, he directed and did the set design for The Black Rider, so he's partly responsible for easily my favorite Tom Waits album of all time (and the only one that I'm totally unambiguous about liking).
Also is everyone on here from the Boston area or what?
Awesome. I love that movie. I'm not in Boston, but strangely, the naming of my city was via coin toss: Pettygrove (Portland, ME) and Lovejoy (Boston, MA) both wanted the town (at that point in time it was just called "The Clearing") named after their respective hometowns, but Pettygrove won. So I almost lived in Boston :)
Boston sounds really cool, but I've only passed through, sadly enough, when I was living in New Haven for a second. It's weird talking to people from around there; bands I thought were so exclusive to me at a certain point (Fugazi, Bad Brains, Nation of Ulysses) it seems EVERYBODY knows, but when I mention other underground music, nothing. So it's kind of like Portland with Decemberists or Modest Mouse in that way. I'd prefer the former. I know a few people who live there; what's the job market like out there for a person who teaches music, and is an arts administrator, or projectionist? I'm thinking specifically the Opera, Ballet, Symphony, or a Landmark Theatre, stuff like that. Portland's all pretty in the red right now.. you don't have to answer this but it'd be cool to have a Bostonian's perspective :)
I'm really not the hugest fan of Boston. It's like everyone has to be one of two extremes here: a bohemian yuppie or loudmouth asshole (the stereotype "masshole" is 100% deserved). The rent is fucking ridiculous (good luck finding a studio for under 00; when I lived in Watertown they wanted 60 for one IN FUCKING WATERTOWN). It is by far the worst city in the country to drive in (and I used to live by the Hollywood freeway in LA) with winding colonial roads that never get you anywhere. Unlike New York you don't have a great public transit system to make up for it since they put the shittiest lines on the most crowded areas; the Green Line (B line) is the worst transit train in the nation. It's cleaner and less crowded than New York and that's about it.
Personally I loved LA. Eternal summer, always a dry heat, the most gorgeous women per capita anywhere, every apartment building having a rooftop hot tub, and even the terrible people are terrible in a hilarious way. Boston BANS rooftop access because they're assholes (half the buildings in New York are so old that the roofs are all warped with 2 foot sinkholes and even they still let you go up on the roof).
Boston is a mixed bag. When I was living there I was on the word o mouth cheap apartment circuit and got a three bedroom, two living room place of about 1500 square feet two blocks from the orange line in JP for 50/month. Then I moved to providence for a year and got off that circuit and when I moved back I was paying almost that much for one room on the edge of a housing project in a much worse area. Boston is pretty cool if you can live for a few hundred dollars a month but not nearly cool enough to pay normal Boston rent.
You can still luck out. A friend of mine bought a good sized condo half a mile from Harvard Square, just outside Union, for something like 0k a few years back, but it was because he was renting it and the landlords and him got to be drinking buddies so they sold it to him for probably 1/6 market price.
Yikes. Portland's still on the cheap comparatively. I had to get out of my last place because my 2BR went up from 600/mo to 1400/mo in about 5 years. Makes sense because it's the place everyone wants to live. Right now I live in a cubby hole and if I don't make my 100/mo rent that's fine, so long as I pick up food and drinks. It's a bit depressing because I got rid of almost all of my stuff but I know where my pinball machines and my piano are at, and everything else, from a past life which I'm still living. Long story short I'm a punkhouse kid and I want to move forward, maybe in a different city, because there's too many of me here.
When the heck where you living in Boston for a 3 bedroom to be 50? 1973?
More of the smoking hairdresser please (with that music).
She has some other bits in it I think, I haven't had time to watch it all yet actually.
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