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Peter Tscherkassky Day *

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‘The immersive experience of Peter Tscherkassky films is marked by a collapse between the world of the frame, and the mechanics of filming and projection. It is as if Tscherkassky is suggesting that there is a potential violence restrained by every film frame. An explosion of off-screen energy that can shatter the veneer of the film form. The expression of this shattering is a deeply sensual experience which implicates and surrounds the viewer. The constant layering of images also creates a space in which the viewer is able to insert themselves, no longer withheld by the pretense that this is a separate world presented on screen. Rather, it is something immediate and tangible which can be destroyed in the act of viewing, and then created again in an abstract rhythm of torn sound and image fragments. This is not simply an act of subversion, but something like the fractured cut and paste ethics of avant-garde composers; a mode of using the violent rhythms of delay, rupture, fragmentation, looping and degraded image and sound. It is a style more aligned with the abstract cut and paste density of contemporary musicians such as Kid 606 and Matmos than the careful superficiality of most cinema.

‘Tscherkassky’s films have always been a meeting point of cogent theoretical preoccupations and a kind of anarchic punk energy. His first explorations in film were an inspiration and inheritance propelled by the films of Kurt Kren, Peter Kubelka and the Vienna Actionists. Although one of his earlier super-8 films, Aderlass (Bloodletting – 1981) took the confronting performances of the Actionists as its model, it was Kren and Kubelka’s concern with the materiality of film that would continue to inform his own work. In works such as Urlaubsfilm (1983), Freezeframe (1983), and Manufraktur (1985) Tscherkassky is interested in the limits to which film can be subjected to degradation and dissolution via refilming, layering and imposition, and visual fragmentation. But the rhythms of fracturing the sound and image are so precise as to never appear random. Commonly, as in Outer Space, Tscherkassky begins from a state of calm – a black or white screen, or a coherent piece of found footage – which he then takes to the edge of absolute destruction via processes of degradation and splintering, only to return the viewer to a state of calm, their senses bombarded with a new awareness of the possibility of film. These works are a frustrated resurrection of the material which has been placed at the service of the staid traditions of narrative language and conventions. Roman Jakobson wrote that “in order to show an object, it is necessary to deform the shape it used to have” and this is precisely Tscherkassky’s concern.

‘Another defining element is his use of found footage, from the work of the Lumiére Brothers to home movies and studio melodramas or horror films. The use of previously existing source film is increasingly common to artists whose devotion to the medium is as much a reaction to the prevailing artistic climate as it is a continuation of a century of cinematic experimentation. Tscherkassky himself expressed the revival of found footage filmmaking as a “response. from a technological standpoint, to the overwhelming presence of electronic imagery: a conscious return to the artistic specificity of the medium’s historical expression.” Other artists in the influential Austrian avant-garde scene such as Lisly Ponger, Dietmar Brehm and Gustav Deutsch – many of whose works are supported and distributed by Sixpack Films, an organisation Tscherkassky founded a decade ago – are similarly intrigued by the meeting point between the materiality of film and its history as an aesthetic form. Indeed, some of Tscherkassky’s work borders on a reverence for the history of film as a plastic material. Motion Picture (1984) is a visually bizarre but theoretically intriguing film in which Tscherkassky laid out foot long strips of film in a grid. Upon this grid he then exposed a still image from the very first piece of film ever exposed: the Lumiére’s La Sortie des Ouvriers de l’usine Lumière à Lyon (1895). The result was that tiny divisions of the black and white image exposed each frame, and the projected film was like a binary map of strobing light, meaningless without the idea behind it. To some a film should speak for itself, but for Tscherkassky the presence of the filmmaker and the traces and resonances of their production is a defining element of avant-garde cinema. The manual processes of production should not only remain undisguised but should be brought to the fore so that the filmmaker and viewer meet actively, redefining and reassembling the manufactured splinters of the filmmaking process.

‘There is little doubt that the filmic work of Austrian Peter Tscherkassky is confounding. This is not because it is fundamentally abstruse in its meaning or avoids placement within a context of cinematic practice. Tscherkassky distils his theoretical concerns into bold but specific statements about the medium and the manufacture of film. And his films develop on modes of expression that can be traced within a recent history of structural and avant-garde film practice. Tscherkassky’s films are confounding because on the one hand, they can be explosively violent ruptures of the usual artifice of cinema, and on the other, they are sensually overwhelming, seductive experiences to which it is very pleasurable (and often physically staggering) to surrender to. And, they confound, because, in this very act of surrendering to the image, one is working against one of Tscherkassky’s primary concerns, which is to explore and expose the limits of the physical and intellectual mechanisms that constitute “film”.’ — Senses of Cinema

 

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Further

Peter Tscherkassky Website
Peter Tscherkassky @ IMDb
PT @ sixpack film
The Exquisite Corpus (Peter Tscherkassky, Austria)
Attacked by Nothing: Barbara Hershey and The Entity in ‘Outer Space’ and ‘Dream Work’
How Peter Strickland Discovered Peter Tscherkassky
PT @ Light Cone
The Perceptive Fracture. Peter Tscherkassky’s Films from a Dark Room
Anacinema: Peter Tscherkassky’s Cinematic Breakdowns
TSCHERKASSKY, ROBINSON, OREILLY: THREE PERSPECTIVES ON MEDIUM AND ITS MEANINGS
CONVULSIVE DREAMING: THE FILMS of PETER TSCHERKASSKY
Mechanical Ghosts On The Run: Peter Tscherkassky
Austrian experimental filmmaker Peter Tscherkassky has the most bizarre working method I’ve come across.
PETER TSCHERKASSKY: MAESTRO DEL METRAJE ENCONTRADO
Peter Tscherkassky. Figuras en vibración.

 

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Media


Peter Tscherkassky: Cine-lecture “Strictly Handmade”


Cinémas de traverse (excerpt) – Peter Tscherkassky interview


Masterclass: Peter Tscherkassky

 

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Interview
from DIGICULT

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Marco Mancuso: I would like to start from your last work Coming Attractions, winner at 67th Venice Film Festival in the “Nuovi Orizzonti” section. Can you tell me something about the idea of the project and its relationships with your previous films? Expecially regarding the references to early days cinema, to the “attractive” dimension of cinema that is clear in this film even from the title, but that is clear and present in all your production…

Peter Tscherkassky: Well, about the relationship between Coming Attractions and my earlier films: If you view the entire CinemaScope trilogy and Instructions for a Light and Sound Machine there’s a lot of violence, it’s like a massive impact. For my subsequent project I deeply longed to do something different: a kind of comedy, a lighter hearted movie. When I viewed these wonderful commercials that had fallen into my hands, I knew they could provide the basis for such a new film. As to the connection between early cinema and the avant-garde in Coming Attractions, please see my homepage. There you can read a short text answering exactly that question

Marco Mancuso: Always speaking about Coming Attractions. It has been produced with Eve Heller. Together, you introduced the movie at the beginning of April, within the program of IX Magis Spring School / Film Forum organized by DAMS-Udine University. Can you tell me more about your collaboration?

Peter Tscherkassky: Up until now I produced my dark room films from the first to the last frame with a precise score as to the sequences and overall shape of the film. After generating this material in the darkroom, very little subsequent editing was required – literally just a few hours. With Coming Attractions I took a different approach. I generated a great deal of material in the darkroom on the basis of extremely repetitive commercial takes and it was only after this phase that I got down to editing and shaping the material with the assistance of fellow filmmaker Eve Heller, who also happens to work with found footage.

She was able to view my material with the unbiased eye of someone who had not been immersed in it for over two years, and this perspective was extremely helpful. Also, as an avant-garde filmmaker herself, she has a fine sense of visual rhythms and sense of the significance of each individual frame. We were able to work on the fine cut of the film with a fast and deep mutual understanding. She also contributed to a few ideas that we ended up using for the soundtrack that was created by Dirk Schaefer.

Marco Mancuso: If you reflect upon Coming Attractions and you look back to your previous artworks for a moment. Can you maybe observe a sort of path, a development from your early works to the latest ones, in terms of use of found-footage as a tool? I mean, did you feel that the development of languages, contaminations, new technologies, formats, influenced you in some way in the use of this instrument?

Peter Tscherkassky: Basically, with each of my darkroom films I’ve developed further skills when it comes to manipulating the found footage, contact printing using different light sources, selecting imagery and initiating new ways of combining different source materials. Take a look at my first “pure” found footage film made in the dark room entitled Manufracture, which can be found on my DVD Films from a Dark Room (on the Index label). I think it’s a film I don’t have to be ashamed of, but it lacks the semantics. After I made that film I started to have a growing interest in “stories”, in tales to be told, and accordingly proceeded to develope narrative strategies.

As to the last part of your question, I would say that I am influenced by new technologies, and formats, however ex negativo: These forms are not just new and “innocent”, but were designed to replace analog film – and analog film as a medium of fine art cannot be replaced by digital technologies since the materiality of the two media are completely different and have nothing to do with one another. I decided to make work that illustrates and celebrates the qualities of analog film which cannot be replaced by non-analog media.

Marco Mancuso: The avant-guard film making has been always considered iconoclastic. As you always pointed out, “the avant-guard authors work on an investigation of the actual image, whose reality must be created within that image itself”. Avant-garde filmmakers underlined the artificial qualities of the medium in their work and deprived the cinematographic image of its own identity, always working with technologies that have become electronic in the last decades.

So, what do you think about the contemporary (even digital or not, I don’t care) audiovisual production? Don’t you find a sort of parallelism, just after the big phenomena of found-footage that inspired a lot of contemporary production & performing practices, with avant-guard movements in terms of iconoclastic detachment from the actual image, considered more as a territory of aesthetical and technical analysys?

Peter Tscherkassky: To be honest, I am not familiar enough with more recent developments within the electronic and digital avant-garde to answer these questions. But from what I’ve seen and from what I know – both as to the works and intentions behind them – you are absolutely right. There seems to be a strong tendency towards abstraction, and if we choose to call that “iconoclastic”, we have a new sort of iconoclasm at work.

Marco Mancuso: You started working with Super 8 technics, that your recognized as “a microscope which allowed us to see beneath the skin of reality and make the internal lives of images visible in a way that was not possible with any other format”. All your efforts in terms of working with graininess, resolution, manifacturing, expressionism of shadows and lights, were always pushed towards a feeling of destruction, ruininess, pathos, expression; this happened to you, in those years in which “immaterial” media – video and computer-generated images – were considered the new central issue.

If you could imagine a new technology tomorrow, not even digital or virtual, in which direction would you like it could enpower the voyeristic and reality observation potentialities of super 8, 16mm and 35mm technologies?

Peter Tscherkassky: My work is deeply engaged with exploring the materiality of the medium. In this sense I cannot answer to how I would work with an imaginary medium of the future that has no specific qualities I can forsee. I need the friction of material limitations to generate my ideas.

Marco Mancuso: In many of your film works, you make use of what you called “the physics of seeing”. I’m very much interested in this psychological aspect of your movies, in the idea that a physical stimulus can lead the viewer to ask himself some questions about what he/she has seen. The sequence of the images in your movies, the almost solid use of the flicker, the assaulting use of shadows and lights, are tools that you use to go deep inside this research. I wonder why you never tried to explore the world of physical immersive audiovisual installation, to enrich the physical/psychological duality of your works. Is there any particular reason?

Peter Tscherkassky: No, not really. Let’s put it this way: Until now I have been interested in projected film. In the case of my dark room films I have used 35mm film, most often CinemaScope. In my opinion, as far as the art of moving images is concerned, this is the most powerful tool I can access and use to produce work on a really low-tech-level. And when I say “low-tech”, I mean it. You can’t imagine how low my technical level is when I make my films! As a consequence I don’t need a producer, I don’t need a big budget, I don’t need technicians, I don’t need to bother to find a space where I can set up an installation, I don’t have to take care of the presentation of the work, AND SO ON.

All I have to do is to find enough time and mental space to make my film. When I’m finished, I place it in the care of my distributors and my part is done. I see and experience my position in this regard as wonderfully privileged. This is not to rule out the possibility that the day may come when I have an idea, a concept, or a truly thrilling invitation to set up an installation – and I take it on. And no doubt the specific physiological aspect of the context will be pivotal to that installation.

Marco Mancuso: Also sound, has a very important role in your films. A landscape which is always present on a primary level, always connected with rythm and impact of images. How did your inteterests in contemporary and electronic music and musicians influence you in terms of the sound scripts of your films? Did you try to develope some ideas or inputs you received from your listenings and studies of the past?

Peter Tscherkassky: I’ve always listened to contemporary music, ever since I got to know it at school at the age of 18. And I’ve always had a particular interest in Musique concrète – in both of its forms: the early, “truly” concrète compositions, like those by Pierre Schaeffer and the early Pierre Henry, but also in its later form as electronical music, mainly developted by the Groupe de Recherches Musicales (GRM) at IRCAM in Paris. To me it seems quite natural to try to combine my love for that specific music with my own films. But I’ve also used popular music like the Annie Cordy hit (in Happy-End), or Greek folk music (in Kelimba).

And of course I created “optical” sound tracks in the dark room, as in the case of L’Arrivée, Outer Space and Nachtstück (Nocturne). It has always been a truly challenging and rewarding experience to work with sound, and I am totally bent on more further experimentation in this regard. Besides, I’ve loved to cooperate with musicians and composers like Armin Schmickl, Kiawash Saheb-Nassagh and above all, with Dirk Schaefer who composed the soundtrack for Instructions and Coming Attractions.

Marco Mancuso: The use of found-footage is functional for you to show your idea of using film techniques to explore the notion of “film as a mirror” of reality. It always seemd to to me a very political and antagonist way to be an artist: this tense to transmit a sort of audiovisual energy to the viewer, it’s a very strong political act to me. From your first experiences and reference to Kubelka and the other Vienna Actionists to later use of violent rhythms of delay, fragmentation, looping and degraded image and sound, abstract cut and paste density, how your attitude to be a political film maker has been changing in the last years?

Peter Tscherkassky: I would say that every advanced art and art form has a tendency towards “enlightenment”, since to be understood and appreciated it needs an “enlightened” or at least open minded audience, with a willingness to reflect upon one’s own systems of understanding, of how we perceive and decode the world. I doubt that this makes me a “political” artist in the sense we normally use to consider that notion. But hopefully I’m a political artist in the way Theodor Adorno would describe it.

Marco Mancuso: The CinemaScope trilogy and also Instructions for a Light and Sound Machine were presented at Cannes Film Festival in 2002 and 2005. Moreover, in 2010 Coming Attractions won at the 67th Venice Film Festival. So, which is your approach to cinema industry or mainstream festivals?

Peter Tscherkassky: Well, speaking of “political filmmaker”, I would say that it is not my approach to mainstream festivals that has changed much over the years but perhaps the attitude of the industry itself has: I still don’t want to be part of the cinema industry or commercial cinema, but I do want my films to be shown and it seems as if mainstream festivals are increasingly into my project – they invite my films, screen them and sometimes their juries give them awards.

And as long as I don´t get the feeling that this is corrupting my work, it’s fine with me. Of course these invitations have a strong side effect: they draw the attention of a wider audience towards the work of the avant-garde, so it really helps to spread the idea of a form of cinema that is not commercial, a form of counter-cinema.

 

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11 of Peter Tscherkassky’s 22 films

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Manufraktur (1985)
‘While engaged in a process of deconstruction, Peter Tscherkassky also recognizes the power of cinema, utilizing its control over space and time, in order to uncover the energies of motion and story, of the violence inherent in both revolt and containment. As the materials of the moving image now undergo transformation, as the very term film perhaps become anachronistic, his films make clear that a radical cinema does not simply fetishize the material that filmmakers work with, but rather interrogates those materials and forms for the energies they contain and the meanings they can liberate, through the labor and processes which the maker and the viewer participate in. The future is still arriving, even as the past is constantly being restaged and reinvented within the dark rooms of motion pictures.’ — Tom Gunning

 

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Shot – Countershot (1987)
‘Not a stage direction, but rather something very concrete is hidden behind the technical term. Something which betrays a little of the yearning for intelligent and playful dealings with the medium of short film.’ — Marli Feldvoss

 

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Tabula rasa (1989)
‘The target of Tabula Rasa is the heart of cinema. Voyeuristic desire as the pre-condition for all cinema pleasure is at stake here. What Christian Metz and Jacques Lacan have established in theory is rendered as film in Tabula Rasa. At the beginning we can recognize only shadows from which the picture of a woman undressing herself hesitantly emerges. But exactly at the point when one believes one can make out what it is, the camera is located in front of the object. Tabula Rasa takes distance, the fundamental principle of voyeurism, in so far literally, as it shows us the object of desire but continually removes it from our gaze.’ — Sixpack Film

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Happy-End (1996)
‘A found footage film about oral rituals, about festive occasions and about a married couple who understood how to enrich and enliven their cosy togetherness. We see the pair pouring drinks, cutting cakes, making toasts… Finally the exuberant movement of the dancing woman freezes. It is a deeply ambiguous moment that, from the expression on her face, allows one to think of something close to despair. On something like a modern, alienated, baroque vanity motive, which is still present in the Austrian tradition, and whose abrasion with the sensual certainty of the moment of drinking an egg liqueur gives Happy-End a wider meaning.’ — Bert Rebhandl

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Outer Space (1999)
‘In half-light and fractured, staggering visuals, a young woman enters into a suburban house at night. As the door closes behind her, both the physical space and the surface of the projection begin to splinter, collapse and rupture. Spaces enclose and enfold, the female subject multiples and shatters across the screen, and the film itself screeches and tears as the sprockets and optical soundtrack violently invade the fictional world. Any semblance of a cinematic narrative is overwhelmed and assaulted, leaving it scattered in a thousand shards amid an entirely unique cinematic language. This is Peter Tscherkassky’s Outer Space. It is the most recent work of a filmmaker at the forefront of avant-garde film practice. And in its sheer filmic materiality it may seem to be an anachronism in a time of hype about new technological modes. Yet, Tscherkassky, strictly working in film as he has done for over two decades, continues to employ celluloid as a singular material with which to investigate theories of subjectivity, memory and perception, as well as the aesthetic limits of the cinematographic image. Tscherkassky sculpts with time and space, rhythms and arrhythmia in a way that feels like an entirely new film space, a new language altogether.’ — Senses of Cinema

 

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L’Arivee (1999)
‘A white screen. Tabula rasa. Panavision. L’Arrivée shines on you like pure projected light, like the white surface still waiting for the marks of the filmmaker. In L’Arrivée, Peter Tscherkassky goes back to the beginning, back to lumière and the Lumières who, once upon a time, made a film of a train arriving. And then the dirt begins to invade, the “story”, if you like. A frenzy in the soundtrack – it bangs, creaks, crackles and roars. From the right a grey veil approaches: the perforation of a strip of film. L’Arrivée makes cinema from mistakes, from derailments. Half pictures – the misty pictures of a grey delegation in station somewhere – penetrate the white surface. From right and left they run together, crash into each other and strive to separate themselves again. The material comes from Mayerling (1968), a Habsburger melodrama from the British director Terence Young. The Eastman colour which was originally present has been exorcised by the filmmaker. What Tscherkassky does here is drastically re-configure in Cinemascope. A train arrives and collides with its mirror image. Events begin to turn head over heels. Tscherkassky hystericalises the images. He allows them to lose their certainty, crosses soundtrack with perforation strip, changes positive to negative, slits the material open. Inside out and upside down. Phantom images – behind the veil of a film still running amok as if in the grip of a panicking collaborative cinematographic machine. A filmstar staggers into the final kiss – Catherine Deneuve alights, a man (Omar Sharif – which sounds like j’arrive) hurries towards her. A kiss. Bliss. An end. L’Arrivée is a film in the process of approaching. An orchestrated melodrama of dislocated viewing values made with sheer pleasure in disaster.’ — Stefan Grissemann

 

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Get Ready (1999)
‘The official trailer of the International Film Festival Viennale ’99. Found footage from a feature film. From an idyllic scene at the sea Tscherkassky moves to a speedy car driving by night. The radical movement of objects, bodies and senses illustrates the power of cinema.’ — Viennale Catalogue 1999

 

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Dream Work (2002)
‘Austrian filmmaker Peter Tscherkassky works with found footage to create layered films that disturb our casual acceptance of those seemingly everyday tasks performed in cinematic stories. The simple act of walking into a room and drawing the shades can become a hallucinatory experience containing dread. The few films of his that I have seen create suspense from the ordinary. Sounds are repeated and magnified. Shots jitter and jump, repeating in a staccato nervousness that suggests confusion, hysteria, horror. Dream Work makes the connection between filmmaking and the unconscious obvious. It explodes scenes from a Hollywood movie to reveal the hidden dream forces contained by cinema itself. The rush of fluidly changing points of view reaches a crescendo and breaks down into sprocketed film strips and hands editing celluloid to make palpable the dream content of all films. Working with the material of dreams is what Tscherkassky seems to be doing.’ — Camouflage Lens


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Instructions for a Light & Sound Machine (2005)
‘The hero of Instructions for a Light and Sound Machine is easy to identify. Walking down the street unknowingly, he suddenly realizes that he is not only subject to the gruesome moods of several spectators but also at the mercy of the filmmaker. He defends himself heroically, but is condemned to the gallows, where he dies a filmic death through a tearing of the film itself. Our hero then descends into Hades, the realm of shades. Here, in the underground of cinematography, he encounters innumerable printing instructions, the means whereby the existence of every filmic image is made possible. In other words, our hero encounters the conditions of his own possibility, the conditions of his very existence as a filmic shade. Instructions for a Light and Sound Machine is an attempt to transform a Roman Western into a Greek tragedy.’ — Peter Tscherkassky

 

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Coming Attractions (2010)
‘Peter Tscherkassky’s Coming Attractions is a sly comedy that mines the relationship between early cinema and the avant-garde by way of advertising.’ — MUBI


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The Exquisite Corpus (2015)
‘It is with deceptive simplicity that Peter Tscherkassky embarks on his filmic voyage to regions of desire found in sexualized cinema: A naked couple from a 1960s nudist film climbs aboard a small sailboat, gliding over darkly tinged waters alongside a rocky coastline before stumbling on an isolated beach where a sleeping beauty lays. It takes nearly four minutes to arrive at this juncture, before Tscherkassky blows his fuses in characteristic style. Images begin to flicker and tremble, intermingling and superimposing, nervously shimmering between positive and negative, diving headlong into over-, under-, and multiple exposures, split screens and distortion effects. The title of The Exquisite Corpus not only refers to the Surrealist method of art making called Cadavre Exquis, but also tips its hat to the colloquial German term for a fine funeral or “schöne Leiche” – photochemical cinema is almost an anachronism in this day and age. Tscherkassky´s is a rigorously analog film, manually composed one frame at a time out of moments from disembodied feature films, amateur and porn flics, as well as fragments of discarded advertising rushes – magic from the garbage can of commercial film. Dirk Schaefer interweaves an original hypnotic melody with ambient sounds, dislocated motifs from legendary exotica composer Les Baxter, Musique concrète, manipulated voices and quotes from Teiji Ito´s famous score for Maya Deren´s Meshes of the Afternoon. A subversive humor seeps into Tscherkassky’s multifaceted use of visual styles and formal play, only heightening the gentle ecstasy of voyeuristic curiosity, desire and seduction fantasy the film invokes. The Exquisite Corpus is a trance film that cunningly magnetizes animal sensuousness, a wet daydream composed of faces, bodies, weavings – tactile and textile: it is an erotic simulation game.’ — Stefan Grissemann


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Train Again (2021)
’18 years after Kurt Kren produced his third film 3/60 Bäume im Herbst [3/60 Trees in Autumn], he shot his masterpiece 37/78 Tree Again. 18 years after I created my third darkroom film L’Arrivée (an homage to the Lumière brothers and their 1895 L’Arrivée d’un train), I embarked on Train Again. This third film in my “Rushes Series” is an homage to Kurt Kren that simultaneously taps into a classic motif in film history. My darkroom ride took a few years, but we finally arrived: All aboard!’ — Peter Tscherkassky


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p.s. Hey. I’m now in the desert staying at an AirBnB near the shooting location. We start shooting the film on Monday, and Zac and I and our crew are scrambling madly to get some last things (casting very small roles, finding the last few locations, etc.) in place this weekend. Things are good, but there are a lot of challenges. Like the main house location keeps throwing up obstacles, for instance its sewage system suddenly backed up into the house this week, and now none of the bathrooms will be functioning during the shoot, which is obviously pretty challenging. But on the creative side, things are great, and we’re excited. And exhausted. This p.s. will be pretty rushed and not great as a result, and I apologise of that. Today’s post will be the last normal post + p.s. for the next month. I’m just going to be too crazy swamped with the filmmaking to do the blog in the usual way or even in this weekly way. What I’ll be doing is posting photos from the set and shooting here as often as I can, but I won’t be to interact with you via the p.s. again until after the shoot ends, meaning sometime shortly after April 20th. I’ll give you an update on when exactly the blog will normalise again. ** Nick., Hi! Glad you snapped out of that. You sound good. Gay to me? I honestly never think about it and never have. I’m not very into categorising people or things ideally or myself. I don’t know why, but I find that kind of too preemptively restrictive or something. But I’m 100% cool with anyone thinking that way. Weird, rushed answer, sorry, but I’m pretty zonked out. I haven’t had time Ito input anything really, and, music-wise, just stuff people have been playing the car as we shuttle around the desert, things like Silver Jews and a lot of indie 90s stuff and not much else. Godspeed You Black Emperor are playing out here the night before we start shooting, so everyone’s going to that to celebrate/kick off. Take good care, and see you at the other end.  ** David Ehrenstein, Me too. I used be pretty friendly with her, and she’s awesome. ** Michael F, Hi, Michael. Coincidences are so interesting. Well, in your/this case at least. Thanks for coming in. ** ellie, Hi! The Var song is ‘Pictures of Today / Victorial’. Some of ‘The Missing Men’ is in my selected poems book ‘The Dream Police’. I think there are a bunch of poems and things in there that have gotten lost. You and Kenji are more than welcome to whatever you want. I hope your week, well, month ahead is really great. I look forward to talking you when not in a rush again. ** Kettering, Hi. That was a fascinating take on the prolapse. I’m going to give it more deserved time as soon as my brain has any space. You’re an archaeologist! I wanted to be an archaeologist when I was a kid. I spent a summer in Peru helping people work on a site and decided it was too hard and slow for me. The Prix Sade prize is a handmade artwork thing. I honestly don’t have any idea who made the prize/sculpture I got. Take care. ** _Black_Acrylic, Hi, Ben. Me too: I recommend the Nan Goldin doc. It’s excellent. So concise but so full. Pretty amazing. ** Sofia Ajram, Very nice to meet you, and thanks for the kind words. The anthology sounds really interesting. Honestly, it’s hard for me to say if I can at the moment because I”m just about to shoot a film for the next month and then spend the summer editing. I’ll know if I have any time better at the end of April. If that’s not too late, we can check in again then. I really appreciate you asking. I’d like to contribute if I can. Have a good month. ** Chris KELSO, Hi, Chris! I’m well, at least physically, ha ha. I’ll look for the Monson book once I’m out of the filmmaking woods. I don’t know anything about the Kenji book, so I guess not in it. Thank you for the package. I’m in LA for a while, but hopefully my roommate in Paris will keep it safe until I return. Take good care, man. ** shadeoutmapes(billie?)🏃‍♂️, Hi! I’m kind of exhausted and stuff, but I’m okay. You’re back in school! Awesome! How is that so far? Really, really happy for you! I think she’s in the Suicidal Tendencies video, yeah? At that rate, you might be finished with your novel by the next time I see you. Excited to see where you are. Sure, I love Slint. I haven’t listened to them in ages for no good reason, but yeah. Awesome walk story. Better than I could have imagined. Take really good care while I’m off in film land, and please check in with your latest when you want. I’ll be checking in to read comments even if I can’t respond them for a while. ** Jasmine Johnson, Hi, Jasmine! Welcome! Thank you! I’m honored. I’ve heard of Factory Made. I think a friend or two of mine died something there. So I’m even more honored to meet you. Unfortunately, I’ll be out in Yucca Valley shooting a film on the 31st, so I can’t be there, but I wish I could. Thank you for wanting me. I hope I’ll get to talk with you more in the not so distant future. ** Brendan, Hi, Brendan! Thank you so, so much about you know what! ** Steve Erickson, Yikes, man, I sure hope your health starts treating infinitely better as of the soonest possible moment. Everyone, Mr. Erickson has some new reviews by him for you to luxuriate in. He talks about Vasilis Katsoupis’ INSIDE here, and a Beth B retrospective here. Your album will be out here by the next time I see you. Looking, obviously, forward. Yes, we’ll have heat lamps, etc. During the roughly ten days when we shoot almost all night we just have to try to adjust our sleeping schedules to sleep during the day. I have a really strict early to bed, early to rise sleeping routine, so that’s going to be very hard for me, but there’s no choice. ** Jamie, Hi, Jamie! I”m burnt and kind of crazed but okay enough under the circumstances. Belated happy 50th! The fifties are actually kind of not bad, so don’t worry. No sand in your shoes for the next month love, Dennis. ** James, Hi, James! Thank you! I’ll get to look at it in a month or so. We start shooting on Monday, so we’ll see. It’ll be exciting, and there will undoubtedly be plenty of problems, but hey. ** Robert, Hi, R. Oh, man, enjoy Dollywood. I’ve never been in that vicinity, but one of these years. Ha ha, you might want to pack some vegan lunches. And dinners. But, hey, you never know. Enjoy maximally! ** Dominik, Hi!!!! Things were crazy in LA, and they’re just as crazy out here in the desert, just differently. Right now it’s cloudy and a bit rainy off and on, which is bad for our purposes. Well, the cloudy is ok. But we’re hoping/praying it gets sunny again by Monday when we start shooting. It isn’t horribly freezing but when the sky dries up, the nights will get a lot colder. Nothing’s perfect. Fingers very crossed about Vienna. Hopefully you’ll be Viennese old timers by the time I get to talk with you again. New SCAB! Whoa! Awesome. I’ll dig in when I’m killing time between set ups for the scenes, if we have decent internet on set, which is … not very likely in the middle of the desert. But I can’t wait! Everyone, the new issue of Dominik’s ultra-key and crucial and imperative zine SCAB is now yours to peruse. I’ve only glanced at it, but it looks incredible. Please use your free time wisely by poring over it. SCAB #12 is here. The two figures in the middle of the storyboard are two of the main characters. One is Andre, the son, and the other is his friend/ imaginary boyfriend/ brother Extra. (It’ll all make sense when you see the film). I’ll need that love, thank you!!!! Love organising an absolutely massive ticker tape parade to welcome you to your new Viennese home, G. See you soon-ish! xo ** ANGUSRAZE3E3E3, Hey there! Good to see you! Wow. Mark Leckey! He’s a very cool artist, and that’s amazing that you’re collaborating with him. Seriously, that’s really fucking awesome. And obviously the Warp possibility is a seriously fingers-strangling-crossed situation. You’re doing awfully well, my ultra-talented chum. Other than one song that we already chose, our film has no songs or music in it, just noises. But thank you! Love back to you. I’ll be back in Paris in late April, so let me know if you’re coming through. ** Cody Goodnight, Hi Cody. I’m a bit crazy busy nuts at the moment but good. ‘Chelsea Girls’ is one of the great films, so, yeah. Nice that you think you’ve figured out your best skill sets. We should work together someday. Mexican food is my favorite food. It’s mostly where I get it, not so much what, although I’m a vegetarian so that limits stuff. Cheese Gorditas is a big fave. Really, really good art input you’ve got going on there. As usual of late, I haven’t had time to input anything. I do look forward to being a passive consumer again. You take good care, and I look forward to talking with you after the marathon shooting is history. ** Misanthrope, Hi, G. Things are well with expected last minute messes and potential disasters, but hopefully we’re on our way. I don’t know that dinosaur movie, but I don’t know much of anything at the moment. Have a great next month, George, and see you on the other side. ** Jeff J, Hey, Jeff! I have read ‘Swimming Underground’, but ages ago. Zac and I are super excited to start shooting on Monday. Right now we’re trying to fill in the remaining blanks — a few locations, casting the last of the small roles and extras, finishing the shot list, and etc. Pretty intense trying to get things in place, but we’ll be ready. Man, well, let’s just say I’m very happy you’ve figured out that mysterious pain onset and fixed it. May the upward slope to the old/new you be a quickie. Fantastic news about the Bookworm/Song Cave thing. Years ago Michael told me McSweeneys was going to put out a book of selected Bookworm interviews but I don’t know whatever happened with that. I look forward to talking w/ you  a lot more once the film is in the symbolic can.  ** All right. You have the awesome work of Peter Tscherkassky to investigate until further notice. I’ll pop in here to show some photographic evidence of the film shoot whenever I can, and I’ll be back in this form in a month or so. I’lll give you a heads up just before the official return. Have a great, safe time, everybody! Love, me.

Mary Woronov Day *

* (restored/expanded)

 

You say you’re not a Method actress, you’re a camp actress. Does that devalue what you do?

Mary Woronov: With Method, you become the person you’re acting, even if it could be a wet piece of spinach or a chair. With camp, you have no interest in trying to trick the audience. You comment on [your character], like a drag queen whose actions comment on women, how they’re too fey or too predatory.

You were in a Charlie’s Angels episode playing a butch cop who drags the Angels off to women’s prison.

MW: I’m not sure why, but it’s my most-watched clip online. That’s one of the reasons I got work in Hollywood: They weren’t supposed to have a lesbian in the script, but if they hired me, they would get one. I was good at gender slipping.

What’s your sexuality?

MW: Totally fixated on men. They attract me because they’re so different from me, so I guess I’m hetero. I was constantly hounded by men. The only place where I was talked to as a real person, where I was told I was good at my career, was with the homosexuals. They told me I was great and didn’t want to pound me. Warhol, the Theater of the Ridiculous. I like male homosexuals very much. I like female homosexuals, too, because now they’re so pretty. It’s bizarre. When I was young, they were always fat and ugly, but now they’re gorgeous.

Swimming Underground, your Warhol-family memoir, is pretty dark. Everyone was high on speed, paranoid, playing mind games with each other. At one point you’re all trying to get rid of the body of this sad girl, Ann, who seems to OD and die while being shot up.

MW: We wanted to get rid of her and put her down a mail slot. What’s dark about it? It’s funny. She wasn’t even dead. We were nice to her, we were going to mail her out. You have to understand how high we were. It was pharmaceutical amphetamine, a white powder we’d snort — or shoot. My memories of that time are incredible. The ludicrousness, the insanity that went on, has never been topped.

Your mother sued Warhol over Chelsea Girls, because he didn’t get you to sign a release. In his own diaries, he wrote that he was always uncomfortable running into you because you were such a “creep” about the money. What are your feelings about him these days?

MW: I like him. I think he was very brave, because he was certainly pro-homosexual when everybody was against it. If you saw [Robert] Rauschenberg, he’d pretend to be straight for his clients. Warhol never did. He was a complete fag to everybody. The things I don’t like about him was he was just in love with fame. If somebody famous were in the room, he’d just go to pieces. It was kind of gross.

But are you angry that he said you were a “creep” about the money?

MW: I was a creep. I sued him. I obviously had left him, I hurt him. Also, Edie left him. He was viciously hurt by that. I was rude. So he didn’t know what to say to me, because I didn’t say, “Andy, it’s okay,” and talk to him like a human being.

It seems like the Factory was presided over by some very mean gay men and drag queens.

MW: I was so angry during my life at that time, it was the only place I felt good. I was furious about the fact that I was going to be some stinky girl who could do absolutely nothing but get married and lick some dick for the rest of her life. I left Cornell to be with Warhol because he was more artistic. What power did I have? Women still don’t have that much power. It’s a man’s world. That’s what pissed me off, and it still does. I had to be nice, and I wanted to be powerful.

Do you have any power in your life now?

MW: Yeah, I’m a good painter. I’m a good writer, though I don’t write enough. In my acting career, I’ve realized it hasn’t been a total flop. I also managed to realize that I didn’t want to be married [after being married twice] and have kids, so I feel good about that.

Do you see any fierce younger women around?

MW: Yeah, what’s-her-name. Bouncy-Bouncy.

Uh, Beyoncé?

MW: Yeah. She’s mechanical. She’s bizarre. She’s fascinating. I don’t actually like her voice. I would never listen to her. I went from punk rock to heavy metal and straight into Wagner. I only do opera now. –– from Vulture

 

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Further

Mary Woronov: The Website
Mary Woronov @ IMDb
‘Cult-film staple Mary Woronov on Andy Warhol, Roger Corman, and being typecast’
Mary Woronov @ Facebook
Mary Woronov’s books
THE UNTITLED MARY WORONOV DOCUMENTARY
Articles by Mary Woronov @ Artillery Magazine
‘MISS ON SCENE: Mary Woronov’
Gary Indiana interviews Mary Woronov
Mary Woronov’s feet @ wikiFeet
Billy Chainsaw interviews Mary Woronov
THE MARY WORONOV CHANNEL on Vimeo
2 short stories by Mary Woronov
Mary Woronov interviewed about her paintings
‘MARY WORONOV: A NEW WOMAN’
‘WRITINGS ON THE WARHOL: AN INTERVIEW WITH MARY WORONOV’
‘Mary Woronov; the real siren’
‘Mary Woronov Vintage Rule 5 (NSFW)’
Mary Woronov @ Horror Society

 

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Extras


13 Most Beautiful… Songs for Andy Warhol’s Screen Test – 7 Mary Woronov


Mary Woronov reading @ The Standard Hotel


Warhol Superstars: The Velvet Underground


The Girls of Rock & Roll High School Chiller Theatre April 26th, 2014


Andy Warhol, Billy Name, Robert Heide, Mary Woronov, Gerard Malanga

 

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Author

 

Excerpt: Swimming Underground: My Years In The Warhol Factory

I first met Celinas at the Factory. She had come with Brandy Alexander. And if she was shy, Brandy was her opposite, the obvious overdone showgirl-type of queenstripper tits, bimbo hair, Louise Nevelson eyelashes, and a mouth brought to you by Chevrolet, a red chrome grill motorized on continuous yap. Desperate was too exotic a description for her, let’s just say she was bugging everybody that day, waving her airbrushed 8x10s dangerously close to Warhol’s nose. The polite light went out, and Brandy became free bait; the tinfoil walls of the Factory flickered like silver water; the smaller surface fishvisitors and squares, scattered and knotted in excitement; and from out of the aluminum depths glided the larger fishpredators, attracted by the commotion. Billy Name, one of the Great Whites, appeared and disappeared. Often his presence signaled the difference between light play and heavy hard-core shit.

Gerard was the first to attack. Something about where did she put it? Come on, show us. I listened to Brandy’s little squeals, first the giddy surge of finally getting the attention she had been bleating for, then the sickening realization that it was too much, it was going to hurt. Gerard was relentless, goading, taunting, and jabbing his prey. “Come on, Brandy, we know you tuck. Tuck it up. We wanna see. Where does your dick go, huh, Brandy, huh?” Shouts. Cries. Drag queens are unpredictable to wrestle, sometimes a good right hook can be sleeping under all that make-up. Most of us were only watching, hopeful that Gerard might get slugged in the face, but I was watching Celinas. She stood like Anne Frank in a Gestapo lineup. Good choice. I liked it.

I didn’t know what she wanted, or why she had come with Brandy, but I did know the last thing she ever expected to get was me. I slid in close to her, mesmerized by the panicked rabbit jumping up and down in her jugular. Maybe you should sit down, here on this silver couch which, by the way, is just as dirty as the gutter. When she sat, she crossed her hands and ankles perfectly. Yes, yes, everything was in the classroom. We chatted, bonded, as Brandy flopped around on the silver concrete floor with the silver hook still in her bloody mouth. Both of us were excited, and Celinas tried to climb into her purse, which was filled with dirty broken make-up, the true sign of a queen. I was thrilled she had let me look, even slip my hand into it for a moment. I let her huddle near me, but when she tried to clutch my hand I had to recoil. I hated being touched by anything in the human skin package.

 

Excerpt: Snake

Once outside she forgot about being angry. The pine trees moved back and forth, soft green windshield wipers across the glass blue sky. Back and forth, just the motion made her happy as she trailed behind Luke and the others through the tall grass. Five guys had come over to walk off Luke’s property boundaries. Walking the land they called it, the men staring at the ground muttering, “Yep.” “Looks good.” “Yeah.” All meaningless back-patting men-talk, with her tailing along behind staring at the tree tops, their needles lost in the endless material of sky.

Luke turned to watch Sandra drifting behind with her head in the clouds. There wasn’t any reason to lower their voices. They could be dragging bags of heroin as big as manure from one car to another and she wouldn’t notice. For sure, someone was giving the cops information, but the fact that these thick-headed Idaho rednecks had dared suggest that it might be Sandra just because she was a new face was chewing up his nerves. “If you don’t fuckin’ drop it, I’ll drive back to L.A. without the deal, right now.” No, no, they all backed down. Who were they kidding? When people want their dope, it doesn’t matter what anybody thinks.

Sandra was totally oblivious to the fact that the blue nylon flight bag was now sitting in someone else’s truck. But she did notice that the same dog-faced boy was with them, and when she looked at his back, a shadow crept over her heart. Still she was determined to feel sorry for him no matter what Luke said. Weird… she heard a buzzing noise.

The buzzing was slightly louder than all the insects, like little seeds inside the empty gourd of an Indian rattle, and to her city mind it had to be mechanical. A smoke alarm?

She had set one off in a Holiday Inn once just by smoking in bed. This time she was determined to ignore it, unlike the last time when she had jumped out of bed like a bad girl. She had just made love to a boy she barely knew. She thought it was okay, but maybe she had overlooked something, maybe he was too ugly, or had herpes, or maybe it was some kind of quiz she had failed, or her mother just couldn’t stand it any more and hit the buzzer. She smiled remembering how frightened she was, but now it didn’t even bother her that someone had nailed a smoke detector to one of the trees. Just another stupid idea. She looked up at the vast blue sky. Who cared if anyone smoked out here?

Luke’s voice slid in between the humming insects, the far away birds and the annoying alarm, slid right into her ear next to her brain, “Sandra, don’t move.” It was interesting, no matter how low he spoke she could always hear him. It was that mysterious connection she didn’t understand.

She stopped. What? Now what was she doing wrong? They were all watching her from a safe distance. The sad dog-faced boy backed away from the group and bolted for his truck at a dead run.

“Back up, baby, real slow,” Luke’s voice purred beside her like a cat sitting on her shoulder watching the empty sky for birds, “Real quiet.” So, like a dancer, she took one slow but very exaggerated step backward. The smoke alarm still buzzed away. “Now go back again, SLOWLY,” he said quietly.

She almost felt like doing the opposite of what he was saying. Was he was showing off? Some kind of macho display for the others? But again she backed up one step, slowly, as the dog-faced boy ran back from his truck throwing himself down at Luke’s feet. In his hands was the longest gun she had ever seen, complete with a telescopic lens and other gadgets she couldn’t identify. He raised the gun into position, pointing at what she thought must be her knee caps. Unable to move, her eyes were drawn to the little black mouth of the gun.

 

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Painter

 

‘Like most people who end up in L.A., I am a transplant. In 1973 I moved here for what seemed like sound professional reasons: having received no encouragement in New York for either my painting or my first novel, I figured all I was good for was acting, so I came to Hollywood. L.A. scared me at first. It was so full of blank space, and my response was to fill it up by painting colorful and increasingly nightmarish narratives.

‘In New York I never used color, but here I couldn’t use enough, and although I was supposed to be acting, all I did was paint. When I met other girls we would compare notes while fixing our hair or sharing a joint in restaurant rest rooms: no one seemed to have a clear course, and the air was packed with dreams trying to find bodies to crawl into. A world of art

‘Of course we blamed L.A. for our confusion. She wasn’t what she pretended to be: for all her promise of paradise her real weather was fire, and the glitter on her streets just crushed glass from some car wreck. Yet Los Angeles is the only muse I have ever taken seriously, and she is the subject of my art. Although I do not paint from real life, using actual models, still the paintings emerged like an eerie hologram of the city’s subconscious, vaguely familiar but with dream-like exaggerations.’ — Mary Woronov

 

 

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22 of Mary Woronov’s 83 films

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Andy Warhol Chelsea Girls (1966)
The Chelsea Girls was Andy Warhol’s his first major commercial success and catapulted many of the participants into superstardom – Ondine, Nico, International Velvet (Susan Bottomly), Brigid Berlin and Mary Woronov. When Mary Woronov’s mother saw the film she sued Warhol because her daughter had not signed a release. Warhol eventually paid all the actors $1,000.00 each to sign a release. The Chelsea Girls is made up of various scenes shot at the Chelsea Hotel, the Factory and at various apartments including the Velvet Underground’s apartment on West 3rd Street in the Village. Nico, Brigid Berlin and Susan Bottomly (International Velvet) lived at the Chelsea Hotel at the time the film was made. Brigid said that she spent about one night a week in her own room and the rest of the time visiting other people in other rooms. At the premiere of the film at Jonas Mekas’ Cinematheque, the film sequences were listed on the program accompanied by fake room numbers at the Chelsea Hotel. These had to be removed, however, when the Chelsea Hotel threatened legal action. At least two of the segments listed in the original program for The Chelsea Girls were deleted from the film – The Afternoon and The Closet. The Closet starred Nico and Randy Bourscheidt and is now shown as a separate film. The Afternoon starred Edie Sedgwick. According to Paul Morrissey, Edie later asked for her footage to be taken out of The Chelsea Girls, saying that she had signed a contract with Bob Dylan’s manager, Albert Grossman.’ — warholstars.org


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Theodore Gershuny Silent Night, Bloody Night (1972)
Silent Night, Bloody Night is actually an engaging, cheap slasher that proved to be slightly ahead of its time. No one goes in expecting too much from public domain cheapies, but often enough you’ll get one that surprises you, and that’s precisely what happens here. The similarities to Black Christmas are definitely there, from the snarly phone calls, Christmas setting, POV shots to general slasher mayhem. The two would actually make quite the double feature of season’s slayings. Just when you think things can’t get any better, you see Mr. Cameo himself, John Carradine’s name in the credits and nostalgic cheapie fans can’t help but grin. From start to finish, the flick grasps the viewer by the throat and doesn’t let go. At one point during the climax, things get a little far fetched, but that is something easily overlooked in a film of this nature. The strongest element the film has going for it is the fact that it was made before the slasher boom hit and therefore doesn’t exist entirely within the rules that became standard. Revenge is a key motive in the film, but unlike Prom Night and countless other slashers, the theme of vengeance isn’t used as merely a motive to put the knife in a killer’s hand to cut up cuties. Instead, the mystery unravels with the characters and viewer both not knowing what comes next, adding extra oomph to the occasional severed hand and a sensational axe massacre by the black-gloved madman.’ — Oh, the Horror


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Theodore Gershuny Sugar Cookies (1973)
‘Back in the world of pre-Troma Troma, we have this intriguing little picture which has the distinction of being the only X rated film that lost money. Upon release, the film was re-rated with an R because the sex is no more explicit than a typical soft-core porn. Sugar Cookies, although an American production from the independent Armor films, which Lloyd Kaufman worked for before starting Troma, resembles a stylish Euro-trash picture of the era. Even though there is a lot of sex, it’s still held together with a solid thriller plot and it’s also a blatant homage to Vertigo.’ — savagehippie

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Oliver Stone Seizure (1974)
Seizure is a 1974 horror-thriller film. It is the directorial debut of Oliver Stone, who also co-wrote the screenplay. Horror writer Edmund Blackstone (Jonathan Frid) sees his recurring nightmare come to chilling life one weekend as one by one, his friends and family are killed by three villains: the Queen of Evil (Martine Beswick), a dwarf named Spider (Hervé Villechaize), and a giant scar-faced strongman called Jackal (Henry Judd Baker). Star Mary Woronov would later claim that one of the film’s producers was gangster Michael Thevis, who partially bankrolled the film in an attempt to launder money, as he was under investigation by the FBI.’ — collaged


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Paul Bartel Death Race 2000 (1975)
Vintage 1975 sleazebucket production from Roger Corman’s New World Pictures, loaded with sex, violence, and general vulgarity, but orchestrated by one of the most interesting personalities then operating in the exploitation field, Paul Bartel (director of the notorious Private Parts and, later, Eating Raoul). The story, about a road race in the not-too-distant future for which the drivers are given points for running down pedestrians, becomes an elaborate and telling fantasy about our peculiar popular entertainments. Fine work carved from minimal materials. With David Carradine and a pre-Rocky Sylvester Stallone.’ — Chicago Reader


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Michael Miller Jackson County Jail (1976)
‘When advertising executive Dinah Hunter finds out that her boyfriend has been cheating on her, she leaves her promising career and Los Angeles behind and heads for New York City for a new start. But along the way she makes the mistake of picking up some hitchhikers who beat her up and steal her car. Stranded in a small western town, Dinah is thrown in jail on some false charges and under the supervision of a psychopathic guard who beats her up and rapes her. After killing her attacker, Dinah escapes with another inmate, a radical named Coley Blake, and they are chased by the sheriff’s department, through a Bicentennial parade as they head for the open road.’ — collaged


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Joe Dante Hollywood Boulevard (1976)
Hollywood Boulevard is a ramshackled delight. Made for 60,000 dollars on a bet with Roger Corman, Hollywood Boulevard contains a variety show sense of humor, a pace that suggests a severe Benzedrine addiction and enough Stock Footage to make Ed Wood blanch (in one rather perfect moment we see footage of roller derby girls while one character delivers a voice over monologue how much she hates being a roller derby girl only to have it never mentioned again). But what it really contains and what saves it the three or four times it goes careening over the line between smutily amusing and degradingly sexist, is its sense of enthusiasm. Like the two films that Joe Dante and Allan Arkush would make directly after Hollywood Boulevard; Piranha and Rock N’ Roll High School, Hollywood Boulevard is the work of men who fully expect to never make a movie again and thus try to cram in as much as they love about them in one go.’ — Things that Don’t Suck


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Allan Arkush Rock ‘n’ Roll High School (1979)
‘Roger Corman, Executive Producer of the film, was looking to produce a modern teen film similar to the ones he made in his early career during the 1960s, with the focus on current music of the time. The initial title Disco High was selected for a story idea from Allan Arkush and Joe Dante. A script was developed by Richard Whitley, Russ Dvonch, and Joseph McBride. During this time, the film went through several different title changes including Heavy Metal Kids and Girl’s Gym. Arkush directed the majority of the film, but Dante also helped when Arkush was suffering from exhaustion. Corman had originally intended to center the film around the band Cheap Trick, but due to a conflict of schedules, he was forced to find an alternative band. The Ramones were suggested by Paul Bartel, one of the actors in the film. The film was shot on the campus of the defunct Mount Carmel High School in South Central Los Angeles, that had been closed in 1976. The actual demolition of the school was used in the end of the film.’ — collaged


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Allan Arkush Heartbeeps (1981)
Heartbeeps is a 1981 romantic sci-fi comedy film about two robots who fall in love and decide to strike out on their own. It was directed by Allan Arkush, and starred Andy Kaufman and Bernadette Peters as the robots. The film was aimed at children & was a failed experiment: Universal Pictures gave Andy Kaufman a blank check to make this film after focus group testing indicated that children liked robots, apparently in the wake of R2-D2 and C-3PO. Reviews of the film were negative. Film website Rotten Tomatoes, which compiles reviews from a wide range of critics, gives the film a score of 0%. Kaufman felt that the movie was so bad that he personally apologized for it on Late Night with David Letterman, and as a joke promised to refund the money of everyone who paid to see it (which didn’t involve many people). Letterman’s response was that if Kaufman wanted to issue such refunds, Kaufman had “better have change for a 20 (dollar bill)”.’ — collaged


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Paul Bartel Eating Raoul (1982)
‘A sleeper hit of the early 1980s, Eating Raoul is a bawdy, gleefully amoral tale of conspicuous consumption. Warhol superstar Mary Woronov and cult legend Paul Bartel (who also directed) portray a prudish married couple who feel put upon by the swingers living in their apartment building. One night, by accident, they discover a way to simultaneously rid themselves of the “perverts” down the hall and realize their dream of opening a restaurant. A mix of hilarious, anything-goes slapstick and biting satire of me-generation self-indulgence, Eating Raoul marked the end of the sexual revolution with a thwack.’ — Criterion Collection


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Thom Eberhardt Night of the Comet (1984)
Night of the Comet is a good-natured, end-of- the-world B-movie, written and directed by Thom Eberhardt, a new film maker whose sense of humor augments rather than upstages the mechanics of the melodrama. The film’s premise: All of the world’s scientists have mysteriously died 12 months before the movie begins. At least that’s the only way to explain why no one has predicted that the comet, hurtling toward earth during a jolly Christmas season, is going to come a lot closer than all of the comet-party revelers around the country suspect. The film’s initial special effects aren’t great, but some of the dialogue is funny and Mr. Eberhardt has an effectively comic touch. All of the performers are good, especially Catherine Mary Stewart and Kelli Maroney, who play Reggie and Sam; Robert Beltran, as the young man who fancies Reggie, and Mary Woronov – the classically beautiful comedienne who co-starred with Mr. Beltran in Paul Bartel’s Eating Raoul – as one of the Government people who, heroically, refuse to steal someone else’s blood just to stay alive a little longer.’ — Vincent Canby, NY Times


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Rick Sloane Blood Theater (1984)
Blood Theater (a.k.a. Movie House Massacre) is an Independent Film Slasher/Horror Comedy. It was the first feature film by director Rick Sloane. The film includes many bizarre movie theater related deaths, such as being fried inside a popcorn machine, stabbed in the ticket booth, electrocuted by a film projector, decapitated by a projection booth partition, stabbed while a movie is playing on screen, smoke inhalation from burning film and a telephone receiver which breaks apart while a dying girl screams hysterically into it. The majority of the movie was shot at the historic Beverly Warner Theater in Beverly Hills, which was also a location in the film Xanadu. It was later demolished and the site became a bank building.’ — collaged


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Ted Nicolaou TerrorVision (1986)
TerrorVision was not a box office hit when it opened on February 14, 1986. According to Box Office Mojo, it lasted a mere four days in theaters, playing on 256 screens and earning just $320,256. It seemed ubiquitous on home video, though. I used to belong to about half a dozen different video stores, and I recall seeing the box – with a giant eye inside a satellite dish – in several of them. Home video is actually the preferred format for a picture like this. It’s not really theater quality, but it is perfect for watching and mocking with friends in the privacy of your own home. As for Producer Charles Band …well, he’s still out there doing his thing. Recent output bearing his name includes the Evil Bong movies (about, you know, a killer pot-smoking device), and the unforgettable Zombies vs. Strippers. The ’80s were his heyday, though. Band and his stable of collaborators embraced the “make it cheap” ethic. They also savored exploitation elements. I suspect that, viewed in its day, TerrorVision might have just seemed stupid. Viewed today, it’s still stupid, but at least it’s stupid in a nostalgic-for-’80s-cheese way.’ — Aisle Seat


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Bob Rafelson Black Widow (1987)
‘For all its faults, Black Widow is Rafelson’s comeback after a six-year hiatus, and it’s good to see the director of Five Easy Pieces in the saddle again. For the joys of Black Widow are the joys of a film well made — the cinematography of Conrad Hall, the production design of Gene Callahan, and a fabulous cast that includes Sami Frey, Dennis Hopper, Nicol Williamson, Mary Woronov, Diane Ladd and a cameo by playwright David Mamet (as a poker player). And something more than that. The essence of film noir is mordant humor — remember, for example, that the greatest of the film noir narrations, in Sunset Boulevard, was spoken by a dead man. What makes Black Widow special is the fun Rafelson has with it. All the different ways of dying — from empty scuba tanks to a penicillin allergy to something called Ondine’s curse — become not just plot points but a tapestry of black comedy. After so many films in which a body builder who works as a mud wrestler turns out to be a CIA agent trying to suppress rock music in a small town, it’s pleasantly shocking to see an active intelligence working in the movies.’ — Washington Post


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Bruce & Norman Yonemoto Kappa (1987)
Kappa is a boldly provocative and original work. Deconstructing the myth of Oedipus within the framework of an ancient Japanese folk story, the Yonemotos craft a highly charged discourse of loss and desire. Quoting from Bunuel, Freud, pop media and art, they place the symbology of Western psychosexual analytical theory into a cross-cultural context, juxtaposing the Oedipal and Kappa myths in a delirious collusion of form and content. The Kappa, a malevolent Japanese water imp, is played with eerie intensity by artist Mike Kelley; actress Mary Woronov plays Jocasta as a vamp from a Hollywood exploitation film. Steeped in perversions and violent longings, both the Kappa and Oedipus legends are presented in highly stylized, purposefully “degraded” forms, reflecting their media-exploitative cultural contexts. In this ironic yet oddly poignant essay of psychosexual compulsion and catharsis, the Yonemotos demonstrate that even in debased forms, cultural archetypes hold the power to move and manipulate.’ — Electronic Arts Intermix


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Paul Bartel Scenes from the Class Struggle in Beverly Hills (1989)
‘The movie, an original screenplay by Bruce Wagner, tells the story of two affluent Beverly Hills wives (Bisset and Mary Woronov), who live side by side and share many things, including friends and perhaps lovers. Bisset’s husband, Sidney (Paul Mazursky), has died in kinky circumstances shortly before the movie opens, but his ghost visits her from time to time, still bitter. Woronov is in the middle of a disintegrating marriage with a pipsqueak (Wallace Shawn), and both women become the subject of an interesting bet by their house servants (Ray Sharkey and Robert Beltran): They wager $5,000 on who can seduce the other’s employer first. No real attempt has been made to create consistent characters and then allow them to talk as they really might. Scenes from the Class Struggle, etc., is an assortment of put-downs, one-liners and bitchy insults, assigned almost at random to the movie’s characters.’ — Roger Ebert


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Barry Shils Motorama (1991)
Motorama is an American road movie released in 1991. It is a surrealistic film about a ten-year-old runaway boy (played by Jordan Christopher Michael) on a road trip for the purpose of collecting game pieces (cards) from the fictional “Chimera” gas stations, in order to spell out the word M-O-T-O-R-A-M-A. By doing so he will supposedly win the grand prize of $500 million. et’s start from this point: This is not a movie intended for the common audience. Utterly bizarre, somehow incomprehensible, totally unpredictable, it just keep you stoned watching at the screen trying to figure out what will happen next. If that by itself doesn’t make you agree it is an excellent movie, then go back to your “family” movies and forget about Motorama. It has material to be considered a cult movie, it can be placed in the same category with movies that win awards in Cannes or other intellectual film festivals, but, sadly, Hollywood already let if fall in oblivion, simply because it is not commercial.’ — collaged


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Gregg Araki The Living End (1992)
‘Janet Maslin of The New York Times found The Living End to be “a candid, freewheeling road movie” with “the power of honesty and originality, as well as the weight of legitimate frustration. Miraculously, it also has a buoyant, mischievous spirit that transcends any hint of gloom.” She praised Araki for his solid grasp on his lead characters’ plight and for not trivializing it or inventing an easy ending. Conversely, Rita Kempley for The Washington Post called the film pretentious and Araki a “cinematic poseur” along the lines of Jean-Luc Godard and Andy Warhol. The Living End, she concluded, “is mostly annoying”. Rolling Stone’s Peter Travers found The Living End a “savagely funny, sexy and grieving cry” made more heart-rending by “Hollywood’s gutless fear of AIDS movies”. In a letter (09/25/92) to playwright Robert Patrick, Quentin Crisp called the film “dreadful.”‘ — collaged


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Rob Zombie The Devil’s Rejects (2005)
‘Zombie’s glorification of the feral Firefly family’s murderous cross-country rampage is undermined by a myopic, adolescent amorality: he sees them as symbols of a rebellious, individualist American spirit. It doesn’t help that the brutalising redneck trio – clown-faced pater familias Captain Spaulding, son Otis and daughter Baby – are played by bad actors: Sid Haig, Bill Moseley and Zombie’s wife, Sheri Moon. All three are eclipsed by veteran genre favourites Geoffrey Lewis, Ken Foree and William Forsythe, the last of whom plays a sheriff unhinged by his lust for Old Testament-style vengeance. This is the kind of unedifying spectacle likely to appeal to brain-dead sickos who think Charles Manson was a misunderstood messiah, rather than a degenerate, manipulative psychopath.’ — Time Out London


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Ti West The House of the Devil (2009)
‘West plants here for a bit allowing the tension to build and then slowly simmer. As Samantha begins exploring the house we gain an ominous feeling of dread. We watch knowing all along something is going to happen. Even when Samantha pops on her headphones and playfully dances around to The Fixx’s “One Thing Leads to Another” (an amusingly appropriate title) we still are waiting for something terrible to occur. That’s something the good horror pictures of the 70s and 80s did well.’ — Keith Garlington


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Robert Feinberg Heaven Wants Out (1970/2009)
Finishing Heaven is basically a documentary about finishing the 1970 film Heaven or Heaven Wants Out as it become known when it was brought out in 2009. Ruby Lynn Reyner is a main character in both films. Heaven Wants Out (1970) also includes appearances by Ondine, Mary Woronov, Holly Woodlawn, Roger Jacoby (Ondine’s real-life boyfriend), Holly Woodlawn, Tinkerbell and Francesco Scavullo.’ — warholstars.org


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Kevin O’Neill Attack of the 50 Foot Cheerleader (2011)
‘Cheerleader Cassie Stratford downs an experimental drug that’s supposed to enhance her looks and athletic abilities. But instead, it makes her grow into a 50-foot giant!’ — Shout Factory


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p.s. Hey. Weekly greetings from the ultra-busyness that I’m currently referring to as my life. All is generally well, although there’s still a ton to do before the shoot and barely enough time to get there, but we’re barreling in that direction. Let’s see … We’re headlong into daily rehearsals, mostly at a gallery space here called O-Town. They’re going great. We still don’t have the really small roles cast, which is getting nerve-racking, but we’ll get there. We shoot a scene on Sunday — a relatively simple scene in front of a ‘high school’ — that we’re filming at Cal Arts. Then the shooting proper will still start on the 20th out in Yucca Valley. We still don’t have a hair/makeup person or a caterer to feed everyone and not all of the smaller locations, so those are the imperatives for this week. We spent all day yesterday doing tech tests at the house location with the DP, gaffer, and sound crew to sort out the logistics. And a lot of other stuff that I’m forgetting and isn’t so interesting to relay. I’m running on fumes, as they say, so please excuse any blah in my p.s. if you can and don’t mind. ** David Ehrenstein, Hi. Tango again? You’re into it, man. ** Dominik, Hi!!!! The girl playing the daughter is amazing. She’s wacky and super smart. She’s 12 years old, and she’s already writing and directing little movies. I think she’ll be really killer in the film. I am pretty exhausted, yeah, but trying to stay laser focused on the too many things we need to do. It’ll be okay. Do you know whether you got the dream Vienna apartment? Fingers severely crossed. We’re hoping it’ll warm up at least a little in the desert in the next two weeks, especially since, as I may have already mentioned, we have 10 days straight of night shoots (6 pm – 7 am). I’m already freezing to death just thinking about that. Your love was a busy boy! Love showing you the story board for the high school facade scene we’re shooting on Sunday, G. ** Mildred, Hi, Mildred! Welcome! Very good to meet you! I do seem to have a strange interest in overloading my posts with too much to absorb in one day. And I’m sort of a minimalist, so it’s especially strange. I’m really happy that you found and liked ‘Left Hand’ and Paul’s work. Oh, thanks for the alert about your bar. If we get any time to do anything except work before we start shooting, I or we will come by and look for you. Awesome. Obviously, come back anytime as it would be cool to talk more and get to know you. Take care. ** Misanthrope, Me too, bro, me too. Big congrats on the lengthening remote work time. Renew your thing now because rush fees are a real drag, as I recently found out. ** Bill, He does a bit, huh, now that you mention it. Yes, the fun part, ahhh. Can’t wait. Actually the rehearsals are quite fun. The rest … not so much. I’ve only read one Dustan novel, but I count myself among the minority of people who isn’t that excited by his stuff, so far at least. I really envy your lack of grind. ** Steve Erickson, Hi. We would love behind-the-scenes footage and had planned to do that, but we’re over budget and just can’t afford to bring someone on to do it. We’re looking for volunteers, but it’s not looking great. Glad you’re upswinging from bronchitis. That’s a weird condition. I used to get it a lot. Everyone, Steve has reviewed slowthai’s UGLY here and ‘the straight-to-Shudder horror film SPOONFUL OF SUGAR’ here. Happy you’re working on music. I haven’t had time to listen to anything apart from some tracks from the new Yves Tudor, which I like. ** Kettering, Prolapses are becoming increasingly popular. They’re trending. No, no theming re: those posts, I just randomly gather the most interesting ones. Warmth out in the desert is a very high priority, and thank you. Oh, I liked your comment, no worries. I find those posts pretty hilarious too. Well, in parts, ha ha. ** NIT, Yeah, it was so great to finally meet you and hang out. Thanks so much for making time for me and the crew. Let’s do it again and more lengthily somehow ASAP. xo, Dennis ** _Black_Acrylic, Hi. We’re fairly temperate here at the moment, but I think a deluge is supposedly on its way. Well, cool you like ‘Tar’. Pleasure is always the goal and ultimate. Yes! ** Robert, Hi, Robert. Ah, no sweat. I’m having sleep wonkiness too, and yours sounds a lot more interesting in mine since I’m just being kept awake by worries about technical stuff and the money to pay for it. Awesome about ‘The Present and the Past’. Yes, she’s totally hilarious. I prefer her later work because it’s darker and more terse, but I’ve read a lot of her books by now, and, if you love her prose, they’re all very worthy. Hm, others of hers I especially like are ‘Darkest and Day’ and ‘The Mighty and Their Fall’ if you can find them. Thanks! ** Claudia, Hey, Claudia. I’d love to read your thesis when you’re finished with it. I wish I could be Paris when you’re there to meet and talk shop. Bookstores: My very favorite Paris bookstore by far is After 8 (site). Highly recommended. Assuming you read French, Les Cahiers de Colette is very worth a visit. Its a museum not a bookstore, but I always recommend Le Musée de la Chasse et de la Nature to everyone visiting Paris. It’s incredible. I don’t have a favorite cafe strangely. I move around a lot, but you can pretty much write as lengthily as you wish in any cafe in Paris Just see one that looks inviting and plunk down basically. Have a great time there if I don’t talk with you again before. ** shadeoutmapes(billie?), Hi! I like confusion, no worries. Fantastic that you might be going back to school! Like, soon? Amazing. I do believe ‘Stray’ was what I was talking about, yes. I’m also down with you about Brian Wilson. I love all those Beach Boys albums from ‘Smiley Smile’ through ‘Surf’s Up’, or at the least the tracks he wrote. ‘Cabinessence’ is amazing too. I got your cat email. Sweet! It really confused me at first, which is, as I just hinted, a luxury effect for me. Thank you! I think it’s far too late to give you late night strolling advice, but … did you? Are you still intact? xo. ** Cody Goodnight, His Cody. Things with the production are good, just a little too jam packed. Your culture input of late is pretty top notch. Man, I can’t wait until I can actually see and absorb things again. It’s all creative output for me for the foreseeable future. The Butthole Surfers’ ‘Locust Abortion Technician’ is among my favorite albums. My favorite Bunuel is ‘Joseph of the Desert’, which is kind of insane in a great way. I’m happy to hear you’re being fed so well. And I hope the upcoming week follows suit. Take care of yourself. ** ellie, Hi, ellie! No, you got in time. Awesome that your bf liked ‘PGL’. I so love Destroyer. I think his ‘Your Blues’ album is my all time top favorite album. He let us use that song for free because he liked the title of our first film ‘Like Cattle Towards Glow’, which does sound like a lyric he might have written. (It’s lifted from a Var song, however). You sound good! I’m good, just the obvious scrambling to get ready to shoot. Have an incredible week! ** ‘Right. I’ve restored Mary Woronov Day for your delectation this week. Hope you like. See you next Friday.

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