I’ve got an unlikely double feature planed for today–a press screening of the Leonardo DiCaprio-narrated environmental doc The 11th Hour, followed by a special screening of Pasolini’s Teorema at BAM–and it’ll keep me away from the computer for most of the afternoon. So here’s a round of things you really should read before checking out for the weekend:
- “I don’t like movies in which a strong, confident woman learns (often through humiliation) that her life simply isn’t going to be fulfilling until she finds herself a man and maybe a child or two. I don’t care if it’s Bette Davis in Now, Voyager or Diane Keaton in Baby Boom, it’s insulting to single women, and I was a single woman for long enough that I still feel insulted.” That’s the cold open to Jette Kernion’s No Reservations review at Cinematical.
- The Reeler’s Annaliese Griffin notes that this year’s lineup for Scanners, the annual video festival which opens tonight at Lincoln Center, “grapples with our sex obsession in surprising ways…Traditionally form, not content, has been the shocker at video festivals like Scanners, and while plenty of experimental videos are on the program this year, artists are pushing the boundaries with their subject matter far more than their editing software.”
- NewTeeVee’s Jackson West has a round-up of the top ten traditional filmmaking techniques that are put to use in the majority of web videos. Number 9 is “Fixed Camera”: “The first films shot by the Lumiere Brothers were simply a single camera fixed on a tripod shooting a single set and scene with no editing. Web cams also lend themselves to this style — hence, the Lumiere Challenge project where people tag their video posts shot under the same restrictions the Lumiere brothers were subject to.”
- According to a Defamer operative who attended a cast and crew screening last night, Lindsay Lohan’s I Know Who Killed Me might be destined to become the next unintentional camp classic. “Also, in the scene where Lindsay gets hit in the face with a shovel– a scene meant to be terrifying–the audience erupted into laughter.”
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