Thursday, November 08, 2007
With ol' sasquatch back in the news, it behooves me to give the info-hungry community a brief run-down of my recent cryptozoological-themed viewing.
BIGFOOT TERROR collects four count-em four motion picture features on Sasquatchian themes on a single two-sided DVD. At least half of it is worth the time of the connossieur of bad film.
The title THE CAPTURE OF BIGFOOT (dir. Bill Rebane, 1979) is a bit of a misnomer, since the arctic-furred protagonist seen here is more often known as a Yeti or Abominable Snowman. Sex-craze skiiers and fuzzy-browed bounty hunters are caught in a blanket of snowy acting and writhing with a beast - or two! - on the loose. CAPTURE's is the best-dressed beast on the marquee, but really, what makes this picture worth saving for me can be summed up right here:
In SHRIEK OF THE MUTILATED (dir. Michael Findlay, 1974), a pair of fey professors lures a team of coeds to the woods for a weekend of expanded consciousness and exposed cartilage. This motion picture unleashed Hot Butter's smash disco hit "Popcorn" on the world, except that the company that released this DVD couldn't get the rights for it so they subsituted some other generic electronic disco of the time for the unforgettable party before the storm. Redeeming qualities? Probably not, but it made for compelling bad cinema for reasons which I don't recall at the moment.
Lacking both redeeming and compelling qualities is THE SEARCH FOR THE BEAST (dir. R. G. Arledge, 1997) a straight-to-VHS mediocrity unworthy to wash the big feet of even the mediocrities that accompany it. Of some note are a Bigfoot sex scene and what is perhaps the least sexy shower scene ever photographed. Bad Bigfoot!
Last but not least is THE LEGEND OF BIGFOOT (dir. Harry Winer, 1976) ... which I admit I didn't finish after being warned of a tremendously manipulative and off-topic love story concerning two squirrels. 300 minutes is a lot of Bigfoot, and I had some Bresson next in queue. Still: two mangy thumbs up for the A-side of this quadruple bill; you can send it back with the other side unwatched.
Tangentially related - and alas, the extent of its tangentiality was unknown to me until the program's teleevangelegraphed ending: THE LEGEND OF DESERT BIGFOOT (Dir. Robert Vernon, 1995) an episode of LAST CHANCE DETECTIVES, a series which follows the adventures of pre-teen Christian seekers of truth. High production and family values aside, this was not about Bigfoot at all, but about doing the right thing.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Monday, October 22, 2007
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Thursday, September 13, 2007
IX. After the Great Northern Expedition
That rings, with faithful tongue, its pious note
As if your human shape were what the storm
Or else, like us, sunk into some long gaze
A frame of glided twilight
In stone waves and rock waters, far from day.
XXI. Flying in the Arctic
This perfection, this absence.
Event, the end of the painted road ends up
Grateful, I know, for just such compensations,
Cuts out of its width
I seek, above all, in the wandering
Between the vertex that the far-lit gray
Is it almost honey, is it snow?
Brush the lone giant in that somber pall.
Through the back of the picture at the patch of white
The place the road
ends, that patch of white paint
III. Earliest Recorded Northern Explorers
The Greeks and the Vikings
That only you and I can know.
Monday, August 20, 2007
Friday, August 17, 2007
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Thursday, August 09, 2007
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Sunday, July 08, 2007
I plugged my address into the Historical Washington Post database and found letters that a little girl wrote to the paper's kids' page. A number of them were written under the pen name SILVER SPURS. As an adult she had watercolors shown at the Washington Art League and won $100 in a competition to design dust jackets for EP Dutton's Everyman Library imprint
The Post's boys and girls
Oct. 1, 1916.
Dear Aunt Anna and Pets:
May I join the pets' corner? I am a turtle,
and I wear a fine coat of mail. My
story is this: One day as I was crawl-
ing along the ground a tall man picked
me up and carried me to his home. I
was very scared, and crawled into my
house. About two weeks later my mis-
tress threw out some bread for the
birds and I, being very hungry, quick-
ly ate it up. After that she put out
bread and water for me every day and
sometimes raw meat. May my two brothers
join also? Love to you and all
the pets from RAYMOND.
(Owned by Elizabeth Langenbeck.)
Yes, indeed, Raymond. you may join.
We have several turtle pets in the pets'
Friday, July 06, 2007
Monday, July 02, 2007
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
I had the great pleasure of meeting Zoe Strauss at her excellent Chelsea show this weekend. I've wondered how she approaches her subjects but when you meet her that combination of toughness and sweetness makes you understand. And she had such nice things to say about my own work (which she knows from flickr)! She's really awesome and if you don't know her work you will. Anyway I was inspried to approach this woman who I saw on the bus. "May I take your picture Miss?"
Friday, June 22, 2007
Board-Directed Coup Topples Chelsea Hotel’s Famed Manager Stanley Bard
The breaking news at New York’s famed Chelsea Hotel is that managing partner Stanley Bard, and the rest of the Bard family, have been forced out by their board of directors. Starting Monday, an as yet unnamed new management company will take over the day-to-day operations of the hotel. The beloved Stanley—everyone calls him by his first name—has been in charge of the hotel for over fifty years.
It was he who fashioned and maintained the unique creative dynamic of the hotel, presiding over the sixties when Bob Dylan and Leonard Cohen wrote some of their greatest songs here, and Andy Warhol filmed the famous Chelsea Girls. Since then, nearly everyone who’s anyone in the New York art, music and writing scene has lived here at sometime or another, including Patti Smith and Robert Mapplethorpe, Madonna, Dee Dee Ramone, and more recently Ethan Hawke and Ryan Adams. Stanley has always managed to keep rents low for the creative people living here, most of whom—unlike the stars listed—don’t have much money, but all of whom are just as important in maintaining the famous Chelsea spirit.
Friday, June 15, 2007
Saturday, June 02, 2007
Friday, June 01, 2007
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Monday, May 21, 2007
Friday, May 18, 2007
Friday, May 11, 2007
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Somewhere between chick tracts and YouTube lies the lost artform of the filmstrip - what some critics call the ur-Powerpoint. This program celebrates not only the educational filmstrips that delighted and bored students of a certain age, but commercial titles used to promote everything from lab safety to the new fall fashion season ... circa 1971.
Focus on Filmstrips
2121 Crystal Drive, Arlington, Va.
Metro stop: Crystal City
Wed May 9 - 8:00pm-10:00pm
Tue May 15 - 8:00pm-10:00pm
pictured: SINGING THE MONTHS OF THE SEASONS
Sunday, May 06, 2007
Thursday, May 03, 2007
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Photography wasn't the obvious subject to teach at Governor
Morehead School for the Blind.
Even Jackie, one of the first three students to take the class,
was incredulous: "What are you thinking, teaching photography
to blind people?"
As a photographer, I feared losing my eyesight and began to wonder,
"If I were blind, could I still make photographs?"
Thursday, April 05, 2007
He turned one knob, then another. Then he waited a second. There it was -- the program with all his little television friends on it! And now came the big jolly clown!
The clown told about the new baby elephant in the circus. He sang a funny song. It was a wonderful program.
Zippy was getting hungry again.
from Zippy the Chimp, 1953