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Harmony Korine Day

 

“All I want to see is pieces of fried bacon taped on walls, because most films just don’t do that.”

‘Harmony Korine has said a lot of things like that in a career of over twenty years. (He said that in 1999 to fast friend Werner Herzog at the Telluride Film Festival.) Plus, one of his most indelible inventions was in “Gummo,” his directorial debut, in which a kid savors a plate of spaghetti in the bathtub. I met Korine around the time that movie was released, and had the briefest of food moments, standing in a hotel hallway as he chased a journalist from the room rented for the day by “Fine Line Features: A Time Warner Company” by hailing a plate with a cold hamburger, and then the single-serving Heinz ketchup at the back of the door. As the older journalist scurried away, the twenty-three or -four or -five-year-old filmmaker greeted me with a grin: “I’m Harmony, I hear you’re from the South, too.”

‘“Gummo” is so Southern, I said. “Oh, it’s completely Southern, it’s totally, one-hundred percent Southern. I’m a Southern boy so how would it not be? I’d say ‘Gummo’ is an American film; it’s Southern, but it’s strange. But it’s a genre-fuck. I love the South, love it. I didn’t leave until I was eighteen. I had to move out to understand it. I couldn’t have made that film if I hadn’t left Tennessee for those four or five years.” (And with “Spring Breakers” and “The Beach Bum,” Miami is about as far South as you can go.)

‘He is not a “kid” anymore, hardly enfant, sometimes terrible. Now he is just-turned forty-six. A man who in middle age got his best reviews in 2017, for his offhanded yet precise performance as a middle-aged pepper-and-salt-bearded john in “The Girlfriend Experience.” (“I really want to touch you” comes off as needy but also keenly manipulative in Korine’s mouth.)

‘What is “Harmony Korine”?

‘A fierce and devoted lover of the Marx Brothers, not limited to on-camera Zeppo and off-camera Gummo.

‘A devotee of vaudeville: patter, patterns, sweet nonsense in tightly rolled patterns.

‘A connoisseur and bravura practitioner of deceptive advertising.

‘A confectioner of faux-biography, sugared anew at each and every publicity opportunity.

‘A collector of bad notices: in New York magazine, David Denby called “Gummo” “Beyond redemption… An instructive artifact of the late twentieth century, an example of extreme disgust with the media that expresses itself in the media.”

‘A collector of mentors: “Kids”’ Larry Clark; “Gummo” and “Julien Donkey-Boy” producers Scott Macaulay and Robin O’Hara; Werner Herzog; designer and Parisian patron of the arts, agnès b.

‘A film inhaler (always studious, never a student). For instance, among all the things that could be culled from the neon delirium of “Spring Breakers,” Korine was working his way through his feelings for John Cassavetes’ crime film “Killing of a Chinese Bookie,” Britney Spears’ “Everytime” and the dramas of little-known English filmmaker Alan Clarke, with movies like “Christine” and “Elephant.”

‘A fine eye for photography: Diane Arbus, Nan Goldin; his cinematographers Jean-Yves Escoffier and Benoît Debie.

‘A crack-up, a cut-up, a pastiche artist. A hodge-podger. A maker of media “combines,” to use the word the way Robert Rauschenberg did to describe some of his key visual experiments. A sprawl of lists of influence could be compiled, lists of lists, even. Books could be written, not all illustrated by Harmony.

‘An eye-opener to successive waves of young artists into the twenty-first century, art-school artists or not; hate or love, “Gummo” is a succession of WTF moments that say: you, too, can frag your fragmented, media-infused consciousness. (Even at the time of its release, Korine was fully invested in the elemental cliché of Andy Warhol’s lasting musical mash-up: “Velvet Underground put out their first album, and almost nobody bought it, but everyone who did started a band that sounded just like them.”)

‘A sum of other artists, but not their artistry: the form of his films remains a collation of parts, not a pre-fashioned fabric. Even the seductive surfaces of “Spring Breakers” gain power from fugue-like repetition, as if we were watching a video loop from a gallery installation, repeated, repeated.

‘A gallery artist.

‘A maker of lists.

‘A maker of lists, sparsely decorated, which have sold in galleries for substantial sums.

‘A filmmaker who understood what he was up to from the get-go. From our 1997 conversation: “The most subversive thing you can do with this kind of work, the most radical kind of work, is to place it in the most commercial venue. When Godard did ‘Breathless,’ the reason it became influential and changed the cinematic vernacular is that it came out in a commercial context. I only think things change when they’re put out to the masses, regardless if somebody dislikes them.”’ — Ray Pride

 

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Further

Harmony Korine @ IMDb
‘I want to do extreme damage’: Harmony Korine’s third coming
Harmony Korne @ Gagosian
Harmony Korine @ ICONOCLAST IMAGE
Harmony Korine Is Back—and as Weird as Ever
Harmony Korine: “Avec mon cinéma, je cherche à créer une impression physique chez le spectateur”
HARMONY KORINE PLAYS DRACULA
Charlie Fox on Harmony Korine’s ‘Gummo’
Why Harmony Korine Likes Painting More Than Making Movies
Interview: Harmony Korine
Everything You Need to Know About Harmony Korine’s Filmmaking Style
I STILL LIKE TO MOW IT ALL DOWN: Harmony Korine
Harmony Korine in Conversation with Amy Taubin
Harmony Korine: “un film, c’est comme une drogue”
Director Harmony Korine on the Extremely Weird Music That Made Him
Harmony Korine On A Lifetime of Singular Art
A GUIDE TO HARMONY KORINE, THE WEIRDEST FILMMAKER OF HIS GENERATION
Imperfect Harmony
Harm Reduction
Harmony Korine: ‘I’m the Most American Director in the World’
Harmony Korine by Richard Bishop

 

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Extras


HARMONY KORINE: Raiders at Gagosian Beverly Hills


Harmony Korine | Cinéastes au Centre


Harmony Korine: On Filmmaking


Larry Clark and Harmony Korine on the Making of KIDS


The complete saga of Harmony Korine on Letterman

 

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Interview
by Stephen T. Hanley

VICE: Let’s start with your directorial debut, Gummo. I’d imagine, after writing Kids, the studios were anticipating something vaguely similar, not a nonlinear art film.

Harmony Korine: Yeah, I don’t think there was any understanding before, or even after, on the part of the studios or people who financed the movie. I remember giving the script to Miramax, because the studio had produced Kids, and I don’t think any of them even made it past page eight. I knew the only reason I’d ever get a chance to make Gummo was because of the success of Kids, so when New Line Cinema financed it, it was more like, “Here, take this money, and hopefully you’ll have, like, the residue of the success of the last film.” But I was really focused on trying to create something specific that had to do with something that was a vision inside me.

I read that the TV show Cops was a big inspiration.

Yeah. I had a segment from the show that was about glue sniffers, which I re-edited so it was just a kid sitting on a stump with gold paint in his mouth. It was a repetition of him just saying the same thing over and over again and hearing the cops talk to him—a beautiful image of gold flecks of paint and dust flying out of his mouth. I thought I could contextualize that and put it into [Gummo], but we found his family, and he’d died, and the family didn’t want to give us the rights.

Cops was weirdly groundbreaking for its time—pre-internet, you didn’t see a lot of that kind of stuff in the media.

Yeah. Also, it was the first representation of what I’d seen growing up in the South in any type of media. There was no proper representation of, like, Southern culture or trash culture. The most exciting thing on the show was that they would kick a door down, and you would see heavy metal posters on the wall or some kid with a Bone Thugs-n-Harmony T-shirt listening to country music. It was the first time you’d see that kind of weirdness at the cross sections of pop culture. It was a really influential show because it was the first time people were seeing this.

You wrote Kids at 19 and were directing at 24. Was is it daunting making movies at such a young age?

It was fun. It was a surprise, maybe, to my parents or to the people who grew up around me because I was mostly a delinquent, but for me, it wasn’t a surprise because I knew I needed to make things at that point. It was exciting because I was finally getting to do what I wanted, but at the same time, it was crazy—I started getting into narcotics, and there was a wildness to it all.

In the late 1990s, you set about making the movie Fight Harm, where you’d provoke strangers to the point that they would beat you up. What made you want to make it and why was it never completed?

I just wanted to make what I thought would be the greatest comedy of all time. I thought there was always some essence of violence in the purest form of comedy, like WC Fields slipping on a banana peel, and I thought the repetition of getting into fights would be funny. I saw Fight Harm becoming one of the most popular things I could ever create, but really quickly—after eight or nine fights—it started to take its toll, and I ended it.

You stopped making art and movies from 1999 to 2007, after Julien Donkey-Boy. Where were you in those missing years?

I mostly disappeared. I didn’t really want to have anything to do with anything, really. I just wanted to live a separate life. I was obviously super enthusiastic about narcotics, and so I was probably coming out of that. I lived in London for a while… France and South America. I guess, in some ways, those are lost years.

Were you burnt out?

I don’t even know if I was burnt out. I always want to entertain myself, so when things become too serious I check out and go do something else. I don’t really care what it is—as long as I’m making something, I’m OK.

How were you entertaining yourself during that time?

Mowing lawns or shooting guns.

Were you making movies?

No, not really. At that point in my life, I was more drawn to a more criminal mentality.

Were friends concerned about you or urging you to get back into making things?

I don’t think so. Toward the end of that period, I was so lost and debased. I pretty much disconnected from everyone I knew.

You returned with Mr Lonely in 2007, which is such a sad movie. Did those years play into that sadness?

Yeah, probably. I was coming out of something, and there was a sadness to it.

That Iris Dement song you used in the final sequence is heartbreaking.

[Laughs] I remember watching the first cut of that movie; I thought, Holy fuck. I couldn’t believe I had spent so many years making something so sad.

You’ve said that you hardly watch any movies these days.

I maybe see ten movies a year. Before, I’d see ten movies a week. It’s weird because I still believe in them, but my perception of movies or the power of images has changed. I don’t even know why movies are two hours long anymore. Films are about emotions and poetry and transcendence—something enigmatic. Why does it have to be feature length? It could almost be a flash. My experiences with new movies don’t go as deep as they used to, but if I re-watch movies that meant a lot to me as a kid I still get really excited about them. I thought Mad Max was amazing. On the surface, it was so simple—it was almost like a video game. I thought it was best movie of last year.

We’re in an age where so much content is streamed. Do you still care about having your movies open in the cinema?

Always! For me, when making movies I’m always thinking about the cinema experience. That’s why I haven’t made television yet: Television is a writer’s medium. Not to say there aren’t good things in it, but television—no matter how good it is—is underwhelming. The size of it, and sitting in your living room. It’s pedestrian, whereas cinema is magic, it’s huge, it envelops you, and there’s something completely sensory when it works. Whereas television now is more relaxed; you can pause it and eat a hamburger.

With 2009’s Trash Humpers, you shot on VHS using a bunch of video cameras you found in thrift stores.

Near my house in Nashville [as a child], there was an old person’s home; they lived in this basement and would only play that band Herman’s Hermits. I’d walk by at night and see some of the people were super horny; they’d be rubbing up against each other all the time. It was a highly sexualized thing, and as a kid, it would really freak me out. It’s one of those things that stuck in my head, so Trash Humpers was a continuation of that idea—of trying to make something that was visually really corroded and horrible, but at the same time had a real American vernacular to the imagery. I was trying to tap into the way things looked and felt growing up.

You edited everything on VHS tape decks, too, right?

It was in the middle of summer, and my editor was 90 percent blind. He was always shirtless, and he would just sit there and take pencils and start wedging them into the VCRs, getting these kind of beautiful glitches. We were trying to imagine, How do you make a movie that you can imagine was found in the guts of a horse or buried in the dirt? Now you can buy VHS apps for your phone and mimic what took us a really long time to do.

You often see indie directors like Gus Van Sant go from making small, left-field indie movies to big studio pictures, but Trash Humpers to Spring Breakers in 2013 was such a radical jump. Was that difficult to get off the ground?

The easiest part was the actors—that part was very easy. But every movie I’ve ever made has been hard to make. I’ve never had an easy experience.

Because of studios getting involved?

There are always those people—no matter what you’re making. It’s never commercial enough. No one is ever happy enough. There are always people who want to push you in that one direction. I know in my heart if it’s right, so I don’t doubt myself. People can have their opinions, and I will listen, but in the end, I will know I’m on the righteous path, so it doesn’t bother me. Everything is perfect, no matter what happens, even if I’m creating disasters—it’s all meant to be the way it is.

Your upcoming movie, The Trap, is about a boat-robbing crew in Miami, and you’ve spoken before about this idea for it to be ultra-violent and akin to a drug experience.

I’m always trying to get to a point where the movie-making is more inexplicable—an energy, rather than anything steeped in narrative. I was always trying to do something that was closer to a drug experience, or a hallucinatory experience, or something more like a feeling. There’s a language that I’ve been trying to develop for a while, so that was what The Trap was going to be a continuation of. But I don’t know if I’m going to make that movie. I was supposed to shoot in May, but I lose interest. It’s not that I’m not making it. I’m just almost done with another script. I’m going to make one of the two this year, I’m just not sure which one.

Let’s talk about your art. How long have you been painting?

I’ve always painted. I’ve made artwork for as long as I’ve been making movies, but over the last few years, it’s taken over.

Tell me about the Fazors series.

This series was just me trying to make artwork without a specific fixed point. There was a pattern that I started with, and I was taken by this—I call it “phasing.” They’re kind of sensory or energy-based paintings. I wanted to work with colors that were, like, cut from the sky or something. Again, they relate to the other stuff—the looping, phasing, trancing—and there’s a physical component. Like, if you look at them for a while, they wash over you.

And you chose to work on this huge canvas size?

I often do small stuff, but for shows, the size is almost like a movie screen—it feels like there’s something powerful about the size.

Do you go into the studio with an empty head and just start?

Sometimes. For this series, I worked on them for a long time—it took a year or so to make these. I’d just go into the studio every day and start riffing. The figurative stuff is more intuitive; there are specific characters I’ve been drawing since I was kid that keep coming up in these ones.

Finally, I have to ask about David Letterman saying you were banned from his show in 1999 for rifling through Meryl Streep’s purse in the green room while you were high?

The way Letterman tells that story, I don’t really believe it’s true. Truth is, I probably did eat a couple of pounds of shrooms right before, so my hallucinations were probably pretty on point, but at the same time, if you see a revolver in a purse, what are you gonna do? Do you know what I mean? You’re gonna pick it up and play Russian roulette.

 

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24 of Harmony Korine’s 28 films

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Gummo (1997)
Gummo is a painstakingly (creatively!) repellant heroin chic cine-scrap book which demands its brave viewers question if what they are watching contains any artistic or intellectual nourishment whatsoever. Or whether it’s all just a bunch of grotesque E numbers set to black metal ditties. This strategy in itself is what great art should do – dismantle its true identity, or at least coquettishly obscure it from outsiders. Like poking dog shit into the vol-au-vents just as they’re being carried into the society ball, the film retains the feel of a grand prank, like its raison d’être is not merely to steam-up the monocles of the conservative critical cognoscenti, but to force them to claw their own eyes out in abject opprobrium. And then it laughs when they do so.’ — David Jenkins


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Harmony Korine talks about Gummo

 

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The Diary of Anne Frank Part II (1998)
‘A three-screen collage that serves as a companion piece to Harmony Korine’s “Gummo”. The same actors are featured, and similar themes are touched upon.’ — letterboxd


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Sonic Youth: Sunday (1998)
‘In a creative meeting destined to blow at least a few minds, Sonic Youth tapped 23-year-old Harmony Korine, the young man behind “Kids” and “Gummo,” to direct the band’s next video, which will also feature Macaulay Culkin. The pioneering New York outfit teamed with Korine (the screenwriter of the disturbing “Kids,” and the director of the even more disturbing “Gummo”), last weekend to shoot the clip for “Sunday,” the first single from the band’s upcoming album “A Thousand Leaves.”‘ — MTV


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ALWAYS SEEMS TO MOVE SO SLOW – making of harmony korine’s “SUNDAY”

 

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Julien Donkey-Boy (1999)
Gummo and Kids were so controversial in their unvarnished view of marginalized life that they spurned a level of commentary that was rare in the pre-Internet discourse, prompting wide condemnation and occasional stalwart defenses in various columns. Julien Donkey-Boy did little to alter this trajectory. Opening at the Venice Film Festival, it played a single theater in Los Angeles before slipping quietly to home video, what little press it received largely baffled and hostile. Yet the film stands today as one of Korine’s most powerful works, the end of his first period of filmmaking and possibly his most tender work in spite of its extreme depiction of hopelessness in America.’ — Jake Cole


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“The Confession of Julien Donkey-Boy”

 

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David Blaine: Above the Below (2003)
‘A TV-documentary directed by Harmony Korine. It in part concerns David Blaine’s 2003 stunt in which he was sealed in a transparent case suspended 30 feet in the air near the River Thames, London, without food, for a period of 44-days. Beyond that there are scenes of strange spectators and Blaine wandering the streets of London making pranks and so forth…’ — letterboxd


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Bonnie Prince Billy: No More Workhorse Blues (2004)
‘Another slice from the Greatest Palace pie, complete with a video from the disturbed mental chasm of Harmony Korine.’ — Drag City


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Cat Power: Living Proof (2006)
‘High school-set, MTV2-premiered clip for a track from Cat Power’s The Greatest. Chan Marshall appears in an “Oops I Did It Again”-style bodysuit with a wooden cross strapped to her back.’ — Fader


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Mister Lonely (2007)
Mister Lonely, Korine’s 2007 tale of misfits as celebrity impersonators trying to assemble a show to confirm their own sense of destiny while living in a castle in the Scottish Highlands (led by Denis Lavant as “Charlie Chaplin” and the man who joins them, Diego Luna as “Michael Jackson”) is a work that requires the most patience of his oeuvre. Even compared to his bizarre video experiment Trash Humpers, which is about exactly what you think it’s about and is as damning a digitally splattered portrait of class marginality and white privilege and racism as any of his works, Mister Lonely doesn’t have the aggressive sensibility, the aesthetic or narrative middle finger, the bile that is frequently associated with Korine’s filmography. It is a balm, a strange rumination on the nature of identity, celebrity, liminality and the queerness of performance.’ — Kyle Turner


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Thorntons: Stuck (2007)
‘In 2007, American auteur Harmony Korine directed a television advertisement for the British chocolate company Thorntons. The commercial, entitled Stuck, sees Korine utilizing quick forward-reverse editing to create a series of repeated mini-movements.’ — Spencer Everhart


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Trash Humpers (2009)
‘Harmony Korine’s new film, Trash Humpers, afflicts everyone, the afflicted and the comfortable. It is a continuous, 78-minute afflict-a-thon. It sendeth acid rain on the just and the unjust. It is a downpour on those who admire good taste, and those who admire bad taste. George Clooney fans will have a fit of the vapours; old school John Waters fans will be yearning for a reprise of the Good Morning Baltimore number from Hairspray. It is an exercise in experimental provocation and in pure insolence, while sometimes being horribly funny and fascinating, reviving the spirit of Tod Browning’s Freaks and the ice-cold vision of Diane Arbus.’ — Peter Bradshaw


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Trash Humpers interview with Director Harmony Korine

 

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Mak and Plak (2010)
Mak And Plak is set in an anonymous basement where two Siamese brothers berate each other over and over while a man with a prosthetic face attempts to have sex with a refrigerator. Chaos ensues.’ — letterboxd


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42 One Dream Rush (2009)
’42 Below, the vodka brand from New Zealand owned by Bacardi, is the creative sponsor of One Dream Rush, a very short film festival based in Beijing, China. 42 films from around the world were chosen from a competition in which film makers were given 42 seconds on the dream theme. The 42 chosen directors include Kenneth Anger, Matt Pyke, Chris Milk, Arden Wohl, Asia Argento, Zhang Yuan, Michele Civetta, Florian Habicht, Taika Waititi, Yung Chang, Abel Ferrera, Sergei Bodrov, David Lynch, Larry Clark, Chan Marshall, Charles Burnett, Joe Coleman, Terence Koh, Carlos Reygadas, Zachary Croitoroo, Rinko Kikuchi, Mike Figgis, Tadanobu Asano, Griffin Marcus, Brian Butler, Rajan Mehta, Floria Sigismondi, Sean Lennon, Leos Carax, James Franco, Niki Caro, Lou Ye, Harmony Korine, Lola Schnabel, Mote Sinabel, Chris Graham, Jonathan Caouette, Gaspar Noe, Jonas Mekas.’


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Act Da Fool (2010)
‘A series of hazy 8mm vignettes, accompanied by a soft, lilting voice over, in which girls skulk around schoolyards, spray graffiti, drink, smoke, pose and embrace, evoking the loneliness, confusion and overwhelming wonder of growing up.’ — IMDb


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Blood of Havana (2010)
‘Shot on a Digital Harinezumi, the film features a disturbing and monstrous character walking the streets of Havana to meet people. The reading of a poetic, funny and false prophecy about communism and a new revolution coincides with a minimal and repetitive soundtrack.’ — letterboxd


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Die Antwoord: Umshini Wam (2011)
‘Harmony Korine plus South African futuristic rap-rave white trashers Die Antwoord and “Silent Light” cinematographer Alexis Zabe equals “Umshini Wam,” Korine’s latest in short film absurdism. Only 16 minutes long, and translated as “Bring Me My Machine Gun,” the short feels like somewhat of a companion piece to Korine’s 2010 gloriously beautiful/ugly “Trash Humpers” in mischievous, fucked-up spirit, only instead of shot on butt ugly VHS, the picture is beautifully lensed on an anamorphic 35mm and looks gorgeous.’ — Indiewire


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Curb Dance (2011)
‘Dedicated to legendary filmmaker Jonas Mekas, Korine’s video feels like opening a trunk in a strange attic to discover an unfinished short story and a dusty music box.’ — Hyperallergic


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Snowballs (2011)
‘Following last year’s Act Da Fool, here’s the latest Harmony Korine short film, Snowballs, for the designer Proenza Schouler.’ — Filmmaker Magazine


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The Fourth Dimension (2012)
‘An immersive trilogy by Harmony Korine, Alexsei Fedorchenko and Jan Kwiecinski. The three filmmakers have created three unique stories that offer up their vision of this higher plane of existence, the Fourth Dimension. Each filmmaker takes his character on a journey that changes the way they see the world and themselves. And each filmmaker will offer a different perspective on what the Fourth Dimension is.’ — Vice


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The Fourth Dimension Behind the Scenes: Harmony Korine

 

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The Black Keys: Gold On The Ceiling (2012)
‘The Black Keys’ “Gold On The Ceiling” is probably the most unstoppable rock anthem on their new album El Camino, and it already had a completely straightforward music video. So I’m not really sure how the duo decided to recruit the legendarily fucked-up filmmaker Harmony Korine to make his own utterly absurd and borderline-unwatchable clip for the song, but it happened. In Korine’s version of “Gold On The Ceiling,” the song is muffled, and it keeps cutting out to silence. The Black Keys, meanwhile, appear in furry baby costumes while being carried by giant guys in waxy Black Keys masks? Or something? And at the end, a couple of guys appear to be eating gold? I have no idea what the fuck is going on.’ — Stereogum


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Spring Breakers (2012)
Spring Breakers is loaded with religious symbolism. Goody two-shoes Faith (Selena Gomez) and her friends Candy (Vanessa Hudgens), Brit (Ashley Benson), and Cotty (Rachel Korine) are the film’s “spring breakers” – four bored college girls from a small town trying to party their hearts out on the Florida beach. They are arrested while partying and Alien, a rapper/DJ/drug dealer they met, bails them out. He’s their sadistic savior, Christlike in everyone’s eyes save Faith’s. It’s no coincidence that she’s the first to return home, leaving the other girls behind. They’re Alien’s followers now, so traditional faith/Faith isn’t necessary. Franco and Korine collaborated closely on Alien’s behavior and dialogue, coming up with much of the latter during rehearsals. Instead of just being otherworldly, Franco and Korine made him God-like. He follows in the tradition of cult leaders and cool-guy Jesus stereotypes peppered throughout pop culture. He’s Manson-esque, with a mysterious way of talking and a penchant for revealing his bare chest.’ — Birth. Death. Movies.


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Dior Addict (2014)
‘Harmony Korine, who caused what our grandmothers would call quite the stir with last year’s James-Franco-in-cornrows-starring “Spring Breakers,” shot a commercial for Dior’s Addict fragrance, and, guys, it’s pretty strange. What begins as your typical lounge time (in couture, of course) set to the strains of Die Antwoord soon becomes an actual trip through the looking glass. After some time rubbing the walls and looking at flowers and stuff, our blonde hero, model Sasha Luss, emerges, topless (?!), on the other side of the mirror again.’ — MTV


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Rihanna: Needed Me (2016)
‘The just-released clip for her song “Needed Me” represents the third time that Rihanna has murdered a guy in a music video. In 2011, she tearily took a gun to a rapist for “Man Down,” triggering the Parents Television Council’s condemnation. Last year, she baited various ideologies of Internet commentators with her “Bitch Better Have My Money” video’s tale of kidnapping a woman and dismembering her husband, a shady accountant. Now, for “Needed Me,” she strides into a strip club and shoots a tattooed guy for unspecified reasons. Her apparent disinterest in the consequences to her actions within the world of the video is equal to her apparent disinterest to the consequences outside of it.’ — The Atlantic


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The Beach Bum (2019)
‘”Spring Breakers” was the gateway drug; “The Beach Bum” is the first full-fledged Harmony Korine movie for the masses. As Moondog, McConaughey is a gleeful, vulgar hedonist who roams Miami and Key West with a typewriter, delivering romantic poems at grimy bars while coasting on the support of his wealthy wife (Isla Fischer), who delights in his carefree existence. It doesn’t take much to connect the dots with Korine’s own messy trajectory, which found him recovering from a drug-fueled meltdown in the late ’90s by careening from New York to Europe and then back to hometown of Nashville. Eventually, he rebooted his lifestyle in Miami, where he has settled down with his wife, two children, and a community of creatives hip to Florida’s relaxed vibe. He said the exuberant backdrop opened up new artistic possibilities.’ — Indiewire


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Duck Duck (2019)
‘Harmony Korine premieres his latest short film, “Duck Duck” — shot through Spectacles 3, Snapchat’s wearable 3D camera. Korine experiments with Spectacles 3 as a cinematic tool, overlaying augmented reality onto three-dimensional scenes to weave a surreal, immersive narrative. Korine transforms Miami into an unbridled dreamscape of sound and color in “Duck Duck” — exploring the emerging disciplines of wearable cinema, augmented reality, and spontaneous storytelling. The film’s hybrid reality is brought to life through custom 3D Effects developed for the film, which will be available for all Spectacles 3 creators after its premiere.’ — Spectacles


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p.s. Hey. ** Paul Curran, Hi, Paul! Thanks. Yeah, it’s quite a good novel, and short too. I read about you guys locking down. Good that it’s a soft one, well, assuming that works. Ours just got extended until late April, urrrgggh. So great if the upside is that you can get your novel seriously along. Yeah, all of my friends who are locked in with their kids are semi-losing their minds and/or trying to keep their kids from semi-losing theirs. Hang in there, and big love! ** David Ehrenstein, Happy you think so too. ** Dominik, Hey, hey, D! That’s not a bad day you had there at all! I’m still trying to get my concentration up to speed enough to ward off the current stressful world and write. Not there yet. Me too about the film thing. There’s a wrench in the works because it turns out that one of our producers has coronavirus and is in the hospital, Jesus. My journey to the health food store was kind of interesting. People seem to be chilling out a bit and getting used to the situation, so the few people whose paths I crossed looked and acted much less terrorised. Still so strange, the emptiness and huge silence. I walked by the Opera Palais Garnier on my voyage, and the area around it is normally always packed with selfie taking tourists 24/7, so that whole area being a dead zone felt like dreaming. It was a fairly long walk, and I think I only saw maybe 9 people the entire time, and 5 or 6 of those were sleeping homeless people. Otherwise mostly just email and listening to music and blog post making, although I did do a long Skype meet up with my friend Lee in California who I’ve known since before high school and who is by far my longest lasting friend. That was great. He’s the only one of my early friends who, like me, ended up actually living out our ambitious artistic dreams. He’s an experimental music composer and musician. He’s also the only person in my life who knew and was friends with George Miles, and there’s something comforting in that. Anyway, the day was pretty okay. How’s your weekend looking, or, rather, how was it? All the love right back to you! ** Jeff J, Hi. I personally prefer his first novel to ‘Counternarratives’. It’s tighter and more concentrated or something. Thank you again about the night post. I’ll see what else I can come up with like that. No, I don’t think I know those Gould works. Huh, I’ll try to find them. Obviously don’t let weak and distracted dissuade you. That’s a natural starting place under the circumstances. I hope you find yourself digging in. So nice that your agent called to as about your new novel and liked your ambitions. That’s an awesome agent thing to do and not all that common, I don’t think? I do believe I’ve seen ‘The Cranes Are Flying’, but I’m completely blanking on what I thought. Interesting. I was making a post yesterday about the heyday of Power Pop, so I got lost in that genre, happily. My old friend Lee, who I talked to last night, turned me on to this quite excellent newish band Horse Lords, who I hadn’t heard before. Their album is pretty sharp. ** Bill, It’s the better of the two novels, I think. I much preferred it. And it’s very short, which doesn’t hurt. Yes, I heard BJ has Covid, and … I don’t feel much sympathy welling up in me, I must say. Oh, that’s really good about the theaters doing a streaming thing. SF Cinematheque just announced they’re doing the same kind of thing, and I’m excited for that. ** Steve Erickson, I can play games on my computer and will if it comes to that, but I really want to get away from my computer if at all possible. Very nice that your music making is progressing. Quarantine as recording studio = good job. I’d rather cut my head off and fuck myself in the neck than join Twitter. ** Armando, Hi, man! Uh, France is being very strict with the quarantining, and we are all being well behaved so far. What’s the situation where you are? Mr. Gluth’s praise for your novel is both well deserved and very high praise indeed! Today? Uh … maybe go to the supermarket as an excuse to get outside. Skyping with an editor of Artforum to talk about me maybe writing something for them. Phone some friends. That’s about it. Your day or, rather, weekend? Sanitised hugs. ** Okay. As with the Shelley Duvall Day a bit ago, I surprised myself to find that I had never done a Harmony Korine Day despite him being easily one of my top favourite filmmakers du jour. So spend whatever portion of your weekend that you delegate to this location being with Harmony’s stuff please. And I’ll see you on Monday.

Spotlight on … John Keene Annotations (1995)

 

‘For a long time I’ve been wanting to write something about John Keene‘s Annotations, which I think is one of the most remarkable books about St. Louis, though I’ve never met anyone else who has read it. (I might have called this post “The Best St. Louis Novel You’ve Never Heard Of.”) Published quietly in 1995 by New Directions, its understated title and gray-scale cover guaranteed its obscurity, arriving already a cult object that would be discovered only by a few. I am not sure if this is what Keene intended, but the humility of the title, as well as the slinky, elliptical methods of the writing, suggest that he might not have minded. It’s a work that falls halfway between poetry and prose, and does not go out of the way to explain itself. It has the feel of something private, something written out of necessity, a book one eavesdrops on as much as reads.

‘As the title suggests, the book sometimes has the feel of marginalia or endnotes to a main narrative that is missing. That could be frustrating to some readers, but it also is one of the special pleasures for a St. Louisan, recognizing the local references that are dropped into the narrative like incantations: Homer G. Phillips, Chatillon-DeMenil, Natural Bridge. These names, dropped seemingly at random into unrelated paragraphs, begin to build an associative logic, and show how cities and memory are inextricably linked (as Calvino also realized).

‘Though hardly a straightforward one, Annotations is also a vivid coming-of-age story that speaks of a sensitive, artistic, black boyhood in North St. Louis and later the western suburbs (Keene attended the St. Louis Priory School in Creve Coeur). It deploys a narrative voice that can dwell in luminous specificities:

Many backyards wore a chain-link garter that stretched out to the alleyway, and so whenever the rudipoots shattered their wine or soda bottles into smithereens of glass, it always fell to us to sweep them up. Now-or-Laters. Snoopy, the second in a cavalcade of pets, would parade regally about the screened-in porch. Daddy soaked then bathed him in a pan of gasoline to strip his coat of mange, so that when we spoke of him at all, it was as “under quarantine.” Children often see with a clarity that adults ignore.

‘This may give some sense of the way Annotations can move in and out of abstraction. It is childhood observed with crystal precision, but also great distance. The signifiers of childhood — Penrose Park, Chain of Rocks — become a kind of code that is still vivid and evocative but not fully legible, either to the narrator or the reader.

‘Annotations runs a slim 85 pages, including notes — these notes contain some of the most fascinating material in the book. “Rudipoots,” in case you were wondering, is defined here as “a colloquialism akin to ‘ghettoheads,’ meaning an ignorant or foolish person.” We also learn, for example, the meaning of Treemonisha: “A 1905 opera by Scott Joplin, written while he was resident in Sedalia, MO, and not premiered until 1972, in Atlanta, GA. The theme of the opera is the salvation of the black race through education, and Treemonisha, a young woman, is the protagonist.”

‘I don’t want to give away too many more of Keene’s Easter eggs, but this appendix beautifully unravels the culturally mongrel roots of St. Louis, which Keene describes as “a Creole core.” (Elsewhere, Keene wonderfully describes his own family as the result of “vibrant miscegenation.”) There’s a deep historical mind at work here, running from French-speaking slaves to the protests at Jefferson Bank, and the city’s ugly racial tension is not glossed over. Cops that could be relatives of today’s say “stop and don’t move”; a white cashier mouths a racial slur, thinking the narrator is out of earshot. He’s not. Still, Keene is attuned to what is best about the city, its rich, pungent multicultural soil.

‘It has been twenty years since Annotations came out. I’ve already read it twice and am probably just beginning to unlock its mysteries.’ — eplundgren

 

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Further

John Keene @ PennSound
John Keene: Upending the Archive
John Keene @ goodreads
John Keene Remembers Toni Morrison’s ‘Brilliance, Breadth, Acuity, Nuance, Grace and Force’
Paean (For Samuel R. Delany)
John Keene: Elements of Literary Style
“Like Currents in a River”: A Conversation with Speculative Fiction Writer John Keene
The Review: Counternarratives by John Keene
Podcast: Episode 64: John Keene (Translation Series, Ep. 2)
Looking for Langston, Du Bois, and Miss La La: An Interview with Author John Keene
COUNTERING THE NARRATIVE
Harper Lee’s ‘Go Set a Watchman’ Reveals the Limits of the Liberal Imagination
Buy ‘Annotations’

 

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Extras


A Reading by John R. Keene – Kelly Writers House Fellows Program


John Keene, Writer


Readings In Contemporary Poetry – Sarah Arvio and John Keene

 

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Interview
from The Creative Independent

 

You’re often exploring material that’s distant from where you are, geographically, historically, and culturally. Is that distance something you’re thinking about as you’re writing? Or do you just absorb whatever you can and then let it come out in the writing as it will?

It’s probably a little bit of the second. Characters, for me, are usually the way in. So, for example, [the story “A Letter on the Trials of the Counterreformation in New Lisbon”], one of the fundamental components of that story is that I don’t want the reader to know [who the narrator is]. You don’t find out until the very end.

So there what sustained me was the excitement of inhabiting that character, inhabiting that voice. And I think so often that has been the case for me, particularly with this collection, but in other things I’ve done, too. Just getting into character. When writing or reading, of course, you enter that character’s head, you enter that virtual space, and it’s spellbinding. That’s the other thing I wanted to do, particularly with that story.

Sometimes it’s language, sometimes it’s setting, sometimes it’s atmosphere. But to have those moments where the story itself almost casts a spell and pulls you in so fully that you could feel it physically.

I always tell my students about this experience, and this has happened a number of times, but one of the ones I think of most vividly, and I taught the book a few years ago, was Cormac McCarthy’s, The Road. The father goes down those stairs, and the little boy is at the top of the stairs, and the father looks down and it’s dark. And McCarthy: elaborate prose, right? It’s interesting when you read that moment, because he pulls that impulse to overdo the prose, he pulls it back and you get something a little bit clearer, but sort of strange and disorienting.

The power that fiction possesses to create those experiences, I feel like so often, writers sacrifice that because they want to be efficient, or they want to just tell the story, or whatever reason, they want to entertain in other kinds of ways. But, I’m interested in how fiction can do [what McCarthy did in that moment]. So that was one of the things that I tried to do in various ways, successfully or unsuccessfully, in Counternarratives, too. To get you so fully into that moment and that character that it’s writing from the inside out. I just wanted to point to that.

You’re also a translator, and when you talk about occupying someone else’s position, it almost sounds like the work translators do.

It is a challenge but I also see it in certain ways being akin to being a fiction writer. If you’re doing anything where you’re getting into any kind of character that’s even somewhat different from yourself—really truly stepping outside yourself into that character—that is what translation requires. So there’s a sense in which, even if the translation itself doesn’t work, that process of writing fiction, and particularly writing fiction that’s not transparently about oneself, is a certain kind of training. That doesn’t mean, again, that the translation’s gonna work. But it does mean that on a certain level, you become that other person in that moment and you think from the inside out.

One of my teachers once said the text in the original language stays the same, but we always need updated translations. And we’re always getting new translations of old texts. Why is that?

Because I think, with each new translation, you bring a different perspective to it. Often, of course, what happens with new translations is they re-situate the work for a new context. I think of a writer that’s so beloved and has been translated by different people in so many different ways, like Rainer Rilke. Two people whose translations of Rilke I think are really great are William Gass and Steven Mitchell. I believe Gass’s precedes Mitchell’s. You know, William Gass was an extraordinary writer in English. But he was also a profoundly philosophical writer. And he, of course, spoke German. He had training in German. So his translations have a certain kind of philosophical sensibility, like he’s capturing something in Rilke, I think, that most translators probably wouldn’t.

With Steven Mitchell, you have a translator who has an extraordinary ear [and] an extraordinary eye and his desire is to give you a Rilke that, on the one hand is as approximate as possible, but also doesn’t lose any of Rilke’s strangeness. If you go back and forth between those two translations, and of course, many lesser translations, you really start to get a sense, if you don’t speak German, of what Rilke might be like. And that, I think, can be really great.

But at times updated translations can just be terrible. If you’re translating the work of a poet, particularly a poet who is also an extraordinary prose writer, you want to retain that poetry, so you want to err on the side of the lyrical that might not be as exact, as opposed to the exact that is not so lyrical, because [otherwise] you lose what is essential to that writer.

You write about contemporary politics a lot, mostly on your blog. How has that affected the way you think about your writing, given how historically embedded your work is?

I wanted to have this blog I thought was gonna be about art and letters, things that were of interest to me that I wasn’t seeing on a lot of other blogs. Of course, it didn’t take long for me to start periodically talking about politics because, how could you not talk about politics during the Bush years?

I realized even in the posts before that, that weren’t directly about politics, that I was thinking about politics. It struck me, it wasn’t planned, but that Counternarratives is about the past but also about the present. So much that it dramatizes, has direct parallels with today. I write slowly. But when I was younger, one of the things that I struggled with, one of the reasons it took me so long to get Annotations out was, before Annotations, I was actually trying to write about the AIDS crisis. I had some poems that I published and I think maybe a story or two, but it was like, because it was so overwhelming that I felt like I just could not get my… it wasn’t that I couldn’t get my mind around it, I couldn’t get my art around it, particularly in a fictional form, because it was just there. It was pressing and the totality of it. I think now that I’m older, I have a better sense of how to incorporate things, or how to work with things. But, even still, it’s like, you come to realize you don’t always have to write about something directly.

What is your daily practice like? Between your university duties and blogging, how do you get words down for your fiction and poetry?

In the past, before I became chair and acting chair [of African American and African Studies at Rutgers], I had more time to let my mind work through things sometimes in a very straightforward way on the blog. And I try not to edit it. That was another thing I was always aiming for, to write shorter entries.

With my creative work, it’s a little different now, because I find it harder to focus because there’s always something else to think about. So, what I’ve tended to do, is have these periods where, even if it’s just a few sentences a day, to get them down. And then, when I don’t have to think about hiring or something like that, then I can actually immerse myself. That was one of the ways I was able to get Counternarratives done. Because when I shifted from Northwestern to Rutgers, I had a full complement of classes and things, but I would have these down periods, and I would just seize on those to get as much writing done as possible, both during the semester and during the summer. And, as I said, the last few years, it’s been a little bit more difficult. That’s why I don’t even blog as much, because so much mental energy has to go to the daily administrative demands.

I’m always amazed when people are able to write. They say, “I wrote 5,000 words today”, or however many words they wrote. How do you write 10 pages?

I don’t understand it either.

I’m always astonished by it. I think about during NaNoWriMo or National Poetry Month now, people who write a poem a day. I tried to do that where I tried to write a poem a day for a month. And you come to realize that a lot of the poems are really bad. But if you have 30 poems and let’s say 25 are bad and you have five that are even semi-decent and one that’s really good, you have one good poem for a month. There’s something to be said for that.

Some poet just posted the other day, “Oh, my god, I wrote seven full poems last year.” And people were like, “Oh, my god. I can’t believe you wrote that many.” These were not just teachers or administrators. So you come to realize, if you’re gonna have a certain number of poems over a certain number of years, that you do have a collection of poems. And you have poems that you really love. You don’t have to write 70 or 700 poems.

But, it is a challenge. And then with traveling, personal things, stuff like that, it becomes more difficult. I try to carve out little bits of time, and even if it’s just a few sentences, those sentences are the way back into whatever it is that I’m doing. Words, notes, things like this.

Do you find carving out that time puts pressure on you to use it?

It’s a relief. It’s a huge relief. It’s always a joy. It gets to the point sometimes, I don’t know if you ever have this experience, where you’re thinking about something you’re working on and it’s so potent that you wake up thinking about it, or at some point where your mind just goes into idle mode for a few minutes and then you’re just in that other world, and you think, “Oh my god. I have to come back to reality.” So even just thinking about it can be really exciting. Then just writing little things. Like I said, little notes and writing things down, just to keep myself going is key.

 

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Book

John Keene Annotations
New Directions

‘An experimental first novel of poem-like compression, Annotations has a great deal to say about growing up Black in St. Louis. Reminiscent of Jean Toomer’s Cane, the book is in part a meditation on African-American autobiography. Keene explores questions of identity from many angles––from race to social class to sexuality (gay and straight). Employing all manner of textual play and rhythmic and rhetorical maneuvers, he (re)creates his life story as a jazz fugue-in-words.’ — New Directions

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p.s. Hey. ** David Ehrenstein, Thank you. And thank you for the excerpt! I’ll come back and read it once I’m post-p.s. and my brain isn’t in a rush. ** _Black_Acrylic, Hi. Yeah, going out for a little walk here after dark when you’re unlikely to see another human but Paris is still lit up like it’s expecting royalty is when you really appreciate the plague’s gravity. I’ll go find out if your ear/brain worm grabs mine. Thank you for it. ** Dominik, Hi, D!! Ha, nice soundtrack pick there. Thanks! Feeling creepy when you laugh is one of life’s best little secrets or something. That made sense in my head before I typed it. My lost Switch has been returned to sender, and I’m searching for other options that won’t break my heart again. Your day sounds perfectly interesting. I did the same except for the working out part unless going up and down the stairs to check the mailbox counts. The Gisele, Zac, me FaceTime meet up was productive, I guess. Gisele is gung-ho to start turning the TV script into a filmable one. I am very, very wary. I basically told her that the only way I will agree to go back to working on the script is if she can all but guarantee that the film’s budget will be low enough that (1) it’s feasible to get funded and (2) that we will have full creative control and won’t face pressure to normalise the project again. Otherwise, I’m done. I just won’t waste any more time and work and creativity on something that could get killed off again. And honestly, after 5 years of working and reworking that script and material, Zac and I both feel really dead tired of it. So, she will go off and see what the possibilities are, and Zac and I will wait and see if she can figure it out. The only other options are killing the project entirely or selling it to ARTE and letting them turn it into whatever the fuck they want without us. Neither of which are good options at all. So I hope Gisele can find a plausible way for us to make it into a film. But I don’t have high hopes at this point. That was pretty much the big event of my yesterday, to show you how nothing much the rest of the hours were, ha ha. I’m going to venture out today for a walk and some shopping, so maybe something cool with happen thusly. Any luck with your day? Love, me. ** Misanthrope, I’m an early to bed, early to wake day owl, which maybe makes the night a kind of mysterious realm for me or something. I haven’t been stopped and sent home by the police yet. They’re being pretty, unusually friendly and understanding, at least in my area of the map. ** Steve Erickson, Good that you sorted the Tumor thing. Your description of New York sounds like Paris du jour, yes. I’m trying to concentrate on the beautiful otherworldliness of it as best I can. Cool that you’re making beats. That’s better than having a Switch to explode with. Well, maybe better anyway. Everyone, Mr. Erickson has reviewed a film — NINA WU — that was supposed to have been released but obviously wasn’t, so you can read about a film you can’t see, at least not for quite a while, which is kind of a poetic prospect, no? Go here. The words ‘Neon Demon’ will keep me forever far away from that film, so that’s good to know. ** Jeff J, Thank you so much, Jeff. I really appreciate that. Yeah, I was trying to mess around with the super-limiting blog format to see if I could make something that would have a more atmospheric and, I don’t know, context-transcending effect than the place would seem to be capable of housing, and I ended up there. I’m very happy it had an inordinate effect on you. That’s very interesting and rewarding to hear. Thank you a lot for letting me know. Maybe I’ll retry ‘Orlando’. You’ve made me curious. I laid out the results of the TV/film conversation up above to Dominick if you’re interested. I hope Gisele can come up with a feasible possibility for the film prospect because every other option is very depressing. I’m sending you a big wad of my muse-meets-concentration abilities today as I don’t think I’ll be needing mine for the next 24 hours. Did you write? ** Sypha, Ha ha, that could have been a nice ending. Well, nice isn’t the word. Weird, good weird. Revisiting one’s old school is such a heady thing, isn’t it? It’s amazingly haunting. I haven’t seen your full description on Facebook yet, but I’ll go find it. Thank you! ** Okay. I’m hoping to draw your attention to John Keene’s really terrific first novel today. Know it? Well, now you can if you don’t. See you tomorrow.

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