10.
Untitled
I am the girl you lost to cocaine.
I am the girl you lost to cocaine.
9.
Untitled
Lacking cohesive content and vision, the series becomes mired in technical experimentation and reads like a how-to-use-a-camera workbook. Cliché, and not the self-referencing kind that coyly exploits itself, is manifested in all of the forms of that mundane Americana that we see in pick-up truck commercials and health insurance brochures. We have seen it all before; unfortunately, because of their prevalence in culture, cliché images will always be appropriated by those without the awareness to reject them. Unless you’re making something that utterly destroys you inside, you’re just pressing buttons.
Lacking cohesive content and vision, the series becomes mired in technical experimentation and reads like a how-to-use-a-camera workbook. Cliché, and not the self-referencing kind that coyly exploits itself, is manifested in all of the forms of that mundane Americana that we see in pick-up truck commercials and health insurance brochures. We have seen it all before; unfortunately, because of their prevalence in culture, cliché images will always be appropriated by those without the awareness to reject them. Unless you’re making something that utterly destroys you inside, you’re just pressing buttons.
8.
As I Lay
Drifting along the undulating tide of dream,
Sleeping,
but aware of sleep.
Drifting along the undulating tide of dream,
Sleeping,
but aware of sleep.
7.
The Smell of Burning Ants
A film by Jay Rosenblatt, who is quite adept at using found footage in marvelous ways. My personal favorite of his happens to be Humans Remains, but Burning Ants is far more appropriate for this space here.
It concerns itself primarily with masculinity, the manifestation of such, and how we take it out on others.
You can find the entire thing out there on the web (youtube, as well). I'm making another recommendation.
www.jayrosenblattfilms.com
A film by Jay Rosenblatt, who is quite adept at using found footage in marvelous ways. My personal favorite of his happens to be Humans Remains, but Burning Ants is far more appropriate for this space here.
It concerns itself primarily with masculinity, the manifestation of such, and how we take it out on others.
You can find the entire thing out there on the web (youtube, as well). I'm making another recommendation.
www.jayrosenblattfilms.com
6.
Ann Marie Fleming
You Take Care Now is a story of of being raped and run over, an acknowledgement of common human experience, and the grace and humor that lets us go on.
It's also the first film I saw in school that made me realize that I was in the right place, with the right people, watching the right things.
http://www.sleepydogfilms.com/
You Take Care Now is a story of of being raped and run over, an acknowledgement of common human experience, and the grace and humor that lets us go on.
It's also the first film I saw in school that made me realize that I was in the right place, with the right people, watching the right things.
http://www.sleepydogfilms.com/
5.
Lauren Cook
She's really very, very good. Initially I saw her films and felt inspired to go out and make my own.
Looking back, I realize that I was just totally derivative of things she had already made.
Credit is due.
http://www.laurencook.org/
She's really very, very good. Initially I saw her films and felt inspired to go out and make my own.
Looking back, I realize that I was just totally derivative of things she had already made.
Credit is due.
http://www.laurencook.org/
4.
Semiology
Semiology takes everything that you already know and describes it in a language you cannot possibly understand.
Semiology takes everything that you already know and describes it in a language you cannot possibly understand.
3.
Bill Brown
I read somewhere (I've since forgotten the exact place), that Bill Brown constructs his films poetically and that the films' images and voiceover are designed to coexist as equal aspects of the poem's subject.
And from Peripheral Produce's website bio: "Bill Brown makes short movies that are all about the same thing: how history is a ghost story, and landscape is a haunted house. The ghosts take many forms: A UFO in New Mexico. A Mothman in West Virginia. A dead rock n' roll legend in Lubbock, Texas. The ghosts in Brown's movies aren't particularly spooky. They're just a little sad. Hanging out. Not sure what to do with all that spare time."
www.heybillbrown.com/
I read somewhere (I've since forgotten the exact place), that Bill Brown constructs his films poetically and that the films' images and voiceover are designed to coexist as equal aspects of the poem's subject.
And from Peripheral Produce's website bio: "Bill Brown makes short movies that are all about the same thing: how history is a ghost story, and landscape is a haunted house. The ghosts take many forms: A UFO in New Mexico. A Mothman in West Virginia. A dead rock n' roll legend in Lubbock, Texas. The ghosts in Brown's movies aren't particularly spooky. They're just a little sad. Hanging out. Not sure what to do with all that spare time."
www.heybillbrown.com/
2.
Notes
A couple of technical issues have hampered the quality of some of the pieces, most specifically in relation to the film section (Punctuations) of the site. In all cases, I had to convert from other formats to Flash video. As terrible as it is for resolution and whatnot, it was either Flash or nothing.
As a consequence, the images tend to be fragmented. It's especially bad with the scrolling text in Chasing the Fly.
While I'm well aware of the lack of clarity, I'm hoping that it's still legible and that no one's eyes are permanently ruined from straining to read Freud's writings.
The lesson here is that the internet is not always the best place to watch films. My apologies.
A couple of technical issues have hampered the quality of some of the pieces, most specifically in relation to the film section (Punctuations) of the site. In all cases, I had to convert from other formats to Flash video. As terrible as it is for resolution and whatnot, it was either Flash or nothing.
As a consequence, the images tend to be fragmented. It's especially bad with the scrolling text in Chasing the Fly.
While I'm well aware of the lack of clarity, I'm hoping that it's still legible and that no one's eyes are permanently ruined from straining to read Freud's writings.
The lesson here is that the internet is not always the best place to watch films. My apologies.
1.
Debts
From the bottom of my heart, I'd like to thank the following individuals and/or organizations for their love and support:
To all of the writers and poets, musicians, photographers and other artists whose works I either sampled, borrowed, quoted, or otherwise used.
Of IC: Nick Muellner, Meg Jamieson, Cathy Crane, and Rebecca Plante. Alison Bourdon, Julia Finn, Sean Frasier, David Moore, Rebecca Paterson, Chris Wnuk, Jason van Stavern, Joe Kavitski, Jon Weissberg, Stephen Quinlan, and Dorian Connelley.
The James B. Pendleton Foundation and PreVues.
All of my friends, roommates, those who have broken my heart, and those whose hearts I broke, and of course, my mother and sister.
The very real danger of listing acknowledgements like this is obviously the possibility of forgetting someone, and I'm positive that in this instance I've omitted more than a few. If you think you've been left out in error, let me know and I'll reply with a personalized message of what you mean to me.
And again, thanks for checking the site out.
From the bottom of my heart, I'd like to thank the following individuals and/or organizations for their love and support:
To all of the writers and poets, musicians, photographers and other artists whose works I either sampled, borrowed, quoted, or otherwise used.
Of IC: Nick Muellner, Meg Jamieson, Cathy Crane, and Rebecca Plante. Alison Bourdon, Julia Finn, Sean Frasier, David Moore, Rebecca Paterson, Chris Wnuk, Jason van Stavern, Joe Kavitski, Jon Weissberg, Stephen Quinlan, and Dorian Connelley.
The James B. Pendleton Foundation and PreVues.
All of my friends, roommates, those who have broken my heart, and those whose hearts I broke, and of course, my mother and sister.
The very real danger of listing acknowledgements like this is obviously the possibility of forgetting someone, and I'm positive that in this instance I've omitted more than a few. If you think you've been left out in error, let me know and I'll reply with a personalized message of what you mean to me.
And again, thanks for checking the site out.
