PDXX: A Showcase of Fierce Female Filmmakers Straight Outta the Rose City

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A SHOWCASE OF FIERCE FEMALE FILMMAKERS STRAIGHT OUTTA THE ROSE CITY
Various Directors
Various, ca. 90 min.

FRIDAY, MARCH 21 – 7:30 PM Curator & filmmaker Hannah Piper Burns in attendance!
SUNDAY, MARCH 23 – 5:00 PM

Hannah Piper Burns is an artist, writer, and programmer who lives and works in Portland, Oregon. She is the co-director of EFFPortland (Experimental Film Festival Portland) and the curatorial consultant for the Light and Sound Gallery. Her work has screened in Portland, Asheville, New York, and San Francisco. She will have a solo exhibition in May at Place Gallery.

She is bringing a collection of fierce PDX female filmmakers to Spectacle Theater in March, including her own work and work by Julie Perini, Melissa Tvetan, Pam Minty, Eileen Isagon Skyers….and more!

POSSESSED
Dir. Pam Minty, 2013
Portland OR, 2 min.

MAN MOVIE
Dir. Jodi Darby, 2013
Portland OR, 8 min.

MERMAID BLUES
Dir. Hannah Piper Burns, 2013
Portland OR, 18 min.

COYOTESPEAK: I’M SORRY
Dir. Julia Oldham*, 2014
Portland OR, 37 sec.

LIGHTYEAR
Dir. Eileen Skyers, 2013
Portland OR, 47 sec.

THEY HAVE A NAME FOR GIRLS LIKE ME
Dir. Julie Perini, ongoing
Portland OR, 10 min.

WEIGHT
Dir. Kelly Rauer, 2013
Portland OR, 3:30 min.

COYOTESPEAK: CHASING MY OWN TAIL
Dir. Julia Oldham*, 2014
Portland OR, 29 sec.

HEAVY METAL TRANSLATION
Dir. Nadia Buyse, 2011
Portland OR, 4 min.

REV
Dir. Pam Minty, 2012
Portland OR, 47 sec.

LACQUERED NIGHT
Dir. Hannah Piper Burns, 2010
Portland OR, 2 min.

SINE CURVE
Dir. Eileen Skyers, 2013
Portland OR, 36 sec.

SMOKE AND MIRRORS
Dir. Jodie Cavalier, 2012
Collaboration with Nadia Buyse
Portland OR, 7 min.

COYOTESPEAK: LOVE LETTER TO A DEAD CROW (FOR MH)
Dir. Julia Oldham*, 2014
Portland OR, 50 sec.

*Julia is technically from Eugene, but we don’t hold it against her.

NEW/STRANGE WORLDS: EFFPORTLAND 2014

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Various Directors, 2013
Various, ca. 90 min.

FRIDAY, MARCH 21 – 10:00 PM Curator & filmmaker Hannah Piper Burns in attendance!
SUNDAY, MARCH 23 – 7:30 PM

EFFPortland (Experimental Film Festival Portland) erupted in 2012 in the Fair City of Roses in response to the need for a Portland-based experimental media showcase. Over the past two years it has evolved into an artist-run five-day festival that celebrates the diverse and dynamic landscape of experimental film, video and new media. To this end, the festival features media both inside and outside the traditional cinema setting. EFFPortland has become a welcome gathering place for the wider experimental film and media community while also developing programs that bridge to a wider audience locally. We have had the immense pleasure of cultivating fantastic partnerships with some of Portland’s most exciting and dynamic venues, artists, and organizations, and of taking some of our best programming on tour around the country. The third year of EFFPortland continues our quest to unite makers from all corners of the world in a vibrant and exuberant festival full of inspiring and hilarious moments. EFFPortland is co-directed by Ben Popp and Hannah Piper Burns.

New/Strange Worlds is a collection of short films from EFFPortland 2013 that take place in a place not like our home, although it may be almost familiar. Sometimes this place is memory or dreamspace, sometimes an alternate reality, and sometimes it’s just a funhouse mirror twist on the familiar. Humorous, sinister, seductive, and maybe just plain weird, this collection of films was culled by EFFPortland co-director Hannah Piper Burns especially for Spectacle.

LAST OF OUR KIND
Dir. Reed O’Beirne, 2013
USA, 13 min.
Weaving together film, music, and poetry, LAST OF OUR KIND transforms the memory of a lost love into a ritualistic incantation of longing.

THE PLUNGE
Dir. Emily Jones, 2013
USA, 8 min.
A woman sees a strange figure in her room upon falling asleep. She chases the figure into a surreal dreamworld to explore the foundations of dreams and reality.

TRIP PAULISTA
Dir. Marcia Beatriz Granero, 2013
Brazil, 6 min.
After a night of strange dreams, she wakes up and takes some coffee to go with some pyschotropics. Her hesitation arises as an invitation for a pleasant tour in the crowded streets of São Paulo, Brazil.

GEPHYROPHOBIA
Dir. Caroline Monnet, 2013
Canada, 2.5 min.
GEPHYROPHOBIA, meaning fear of bridges, is a film about movement, landscape, and the tension between two very distinct identities sharing the Outaouais River in Canada as their common border.

CATECHISM OF FAMILIAR THINGS
Dir. Gina Marie Napolitan, 2013
USA, 8 min.
A survey of the visual history of Brockton, Massachusetts and a fractured reconstruction of the events which led to one of the city’s most infamous murder cases: The 1947 Christmas Tree Slaying.

I FEEL YOU
Dir. Ulf Kristiansen, 2013
Norway, 5 min.
A dreamlike, musical horror fantasy.

MORRIS
Dir. James JA Mercer, 2013
USA, 18 min.
Two protagonists glimpse a facility haunted by MORRIS, a life form with no body who only exists in dreams. Further exploration reveals fragments of a shadowy social structure manipulated by bizarre symbols and mysterious scientific processes.

MYSTIC CHILD
Dir. Colinet André, 2013
Belgium, 5 min.
A study in datamoshing and a tribute to Stan Brakhage.

DO YOU KNOW WHAT LOVE IS
Dir. Leni Huyghe, 2013
Belgium, 20 min.
A portrait of a/my generation. It is about YouTube addictions, computers, mobile phones, apartments, and questions. Do you know what love is?

LOCUS SOLUS
Dir. Jessye McDowell, 2013
USA, 5 min.
A hint of a narrative built from stock footage and audio. The source images were created as empty signifiers for commercial use, but they nonetheless display an archetypal quality, evoking desires that characterize human experience.

MOSSANE

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Dir. Safi Faye, 1996
Senegal, 105 min.

SUNDAY, MARCH 2 – 5:00 PM
WEDNESDAY, MARCH 5 – 7:30 PM

WEDNESDAY, MARCH 12 – 7:30 PM
SATURDAY, MARCH 22 – 10:00 PM

The last film by pioneering Senegalese filmmaker Safi Faye, MOSSANE is named after its heroine, a beautiful girl coming of age in the village of Mbissel. Mossane’s family expects her to go through with the arranged marriage assigned to her at birth, but her feelings for a student named Fara place her, in the words of Faye, “between rebellion and effacement”.

Like Jean Rouch, with whom she worked earlier in her career, Faye’s filmography encompasses both ethnography and fiction, often occupying a space between the two. MOSSANE is more firmly on the side of fiction than many of her other films; while Mbissel is a real place, the customs and rituals practiced by the villagers in the film were invented by Faye, and lend the story an almost mythic quality.

BAMBULE

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Dir. Eberhard Itzenplitz, written by Ulrike Meinhof, 1970.
Germany, 94 min.
In German with English subtitles.

TUESDAY, MARCH 4 – 10:00 PM
SATURDAY, MARCH 8 – 7:30 PM
MONDAY, MARCH 31 – 10:00 PM

Protest is when I say this does not please me. Resistance is when I ensure what does not please me occurs no more. – Ulrike Meinhof

“Bambule” is a term appropriated by German prisoners, and refers to the action of banging hard objects against the bars of a prison cell. Conceived and written by Red Army Faction member Ulrike Meinhof (1934-1976), BAMBULE, a German teleplay, tells the story of one day in a girl’s reform school (borstal) in West Berlin. The film begins as Monika and Irene attempt to escape, but only Irene manages to get away. Monika is meanwhile locked up for the day, and tells a sympathetic teacher about being bullied by nuns for being a lesbian in her last home. Irene tries to meet up with her girlfriend who works on the outside and visits old friends and her mother working in a bar. Overcome with the discovery that “freedom” is anything but, she returns to the borstal to participate in the growing unrest there. Iv, another girl in the youth home, has been instigating disruption. BAMBULE is an intimate portrait of a community of women within their prison, inside and outside the confines of borstal walls; they eat, work, sleep, grow insolent and discuss acts of resistance.

Prior to her involvement with the RAF (Red Army Faction), Ulrike Meinhof was a highly respected writer and journalist in West Germany and served as the chief editor of the influential magazine konkret from 1962 until 1964. The film gives us a look into the mind of Meinhof immediately prior to her jump into a life-long dedication to left-wing militancy. BAMBULE was planned to be aired on German TV on May 24th, 1970. However, two weeks before the film’s air-date, Meinhof aided in the liberation of Andreas Baader from incarceration. She went immediately underground with other members of the RAF. The first generation of the RAF were a communist, anti-imperialist, “urban-guerilla” group who carried out militant actions against a fascist state including bank robberies and bombings. BAMBULE’s premiere was cancelled, and the film was banned, shelved and not aired on German TV until the mid-90s.bambulestill

AKERMANIA: THREE DOCUMENTARIES FROM CHANTAL AKERMAN

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These three documentaries by Chantal Akerman form a part of her loosely defined “directional” series; films with titles denoting direction and dealing with subjects of borders and displacement. This month, thanks to Icarus Films, we are excited to present the first three films of the series: FROM THE EAST (1993), SOUTH (1999) and FROM THE OTHER SIDE (2002).

Don’t wait for the next shot; the next shot will happen. – Chantal Akerman



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aka D’Est
Dir. Chantal Akerman, 1993
France/Belgium, 110 min.

TUESDAY, MARCH 4 – 7:30 PM
FRIDAY, MARCH 7 – 7:30 PM
WEDNESDAY, MARCH 19 – 7:30 PM

Shortly after the collapse of the Soviet bloc, and “before it was too late”, Chantal Akerman made a journey from East Germany in late summer, across Poland and the Baltics, to deepest winter in Moscow, “filming everything that touched me”. Tracking across city streets, landscapes, and faces, the film also takes us inside the private spaces of the countries’ inhabitants, where they peel potatoes, watch old TVs or stoically stare down the camera.

Akerman takes satisfaction in the demanding nature of her films. Most directors feel complimented, she has said, when viewers say they are not aware of passing time: “But with me, you see the time pass. And you feel it pass. You sense that this is time that leads towards death… I’ve taken two hours of [your] life.” – Film Comment

While taking a minimalist approach to its form, FROM THE EAST is rich in content, with fascinatingly culturally specific settings, music and images creating an entertainingly retro and unexpectedly moving experience.



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aka Sud
Dir. Chantal Akerman, 1999
France/Belgium, 70 min.
In English.

SATURDAY, MARCH 1 – 10:00 PM
WEDNESDAY, MARCH 12 – 10:00 PM
MONDAY, MARCH 17 – 10:00 PM

Chantal Akerman originally planned to make a meditative film on the American South. On June 7th, 1998 in Jasper, Texas, only days before filming began, James Byrd, Jr., a black man aged 49 was brutally murdered by three white men. Byrd, after being severely beaten, was chained to the back of a pickup and dragged three miles down an asphalt road. What was left of his body was dumped in front of a black cemetery.

SOUTH is a quiet portrait of the town of Jasper and its residents. Rather than focusing on the aftermath of the killing on national politics or the murderers themselves, Akerman centers on the environment of Jasper and the people affected by Byrd’s death. Akerman was allowed to film Byrd’s funeral and the ceremony is a considerable segment of the film.

Akerman writes, “How does the southern silence become so heavy and so menacing so suddenly? How do the trees and the whole natural environment evoke so intensely death, blood, and the weight of history? How does the present call up the past? And how does this past, with a mere gesture or a simple regard, haunt and torment you as you wander along an empty cotton field, or a dusty country road?”

SOUTH is constructed of static shots and long pans along country roads interspersed with interviews with townspeople. The structure of the interviews feel somewhat naïve if one were to focus more acutely on the politics of the racially motivated murder. Through what could have been a lack of probing, the interviewees talk uncomfortably around issues, and Akermans’ concern with not interfering obstructs deeper analysis.

Nonetheless, Akerman is a tourist and an outsider, and she seems aware of this. SOUTH could be considered a contribution to a cinema, including Alain Resnais’ fictional HIROSHIMA MON AMOUR or Alexander Kluge’s BRUTALITY IN STONE, that attempts to recognize human suffering while being critical of its representation. Though, as a documentary, the film raises slightly different questions. Is it possible in documentary to construct representations of someone’s pain, and if so, is this ethical?



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aka De l’autre côté
Dir. Chantal Akerman, 2002
France/Belgium/Australia/Finland, 99 min.
In English, Spanish and French with English subtitles.

SATURDAY, MARCH 1 – 7:30 PM
SUNDAY, MARCH 9 – 5:00 PM
MONDAY, MARCH 17 – 7:30 PM

FROM THE OTHER SIDE looks at the situation of Mexican immigrants at the border between Agua Prieta, a Mexican border town in the state of Sonora, and Douglas, Arizona, the city on the other side. The first half of the film is set in Mexico. Between static and tracking shots of desert landscapes and the border wall, Akerman interviews people who plan to or have attempted to cross the desert into the US, including a young boy in an orphanage. She quietly interviews an older couple whose son died in the desert when his group lost their way.

Similar in structure to her earlier film SOUTH, and stylistically reminiscent to FROM THE EAST, FROM THE OTHER SIDE feels perhaps the most active. By physically crossing the border and filming on both sides, we experience Akerman’s and our own ease of travel between, as well as witness the shift into the militaristic and racially skewed reality existing in Douglas, Arizona. While in Douglas, Akerman interviews a Mexican consulate, the sheriff and paranoid white locals.

Through Akermans’ signature steady gaze, she “insists” – we have no choice but to look, think, settle into the image, and to let the image settle in; in a way the length of the shots summon respect for the person on the screen. In one scene, per his request, a man reads a pained statement among his traveling companions in a cafeteria. He tells us why his group is migrating and what the journey has been like for them. Akerman says, “You have to be really like a sponge when you make a documentary.” FROM THE OTHER SIDE urges the viewer to be porous.

NOTES ON MARIE MENKEN

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NOTES ON MARIE MENKEN
Dir. Martina Kudláček, 2006
USA, 97 min.

Screening with ARABESQUE FOR KENNETH ANGER (Marie Menken, 1961, 5 min.)

MONDAY, MARCH 3 – 7:30 PM
SUNDAY, MARCH 16 – 5:00 PM
FRIDAY, MARCH 28 – 7:30 PM

Special thanks to Icarus Films.

Martina Kudlácek, director of the critically acclaimed IN THE MIRROR OF MAYA DEREN brings us the story of Marie Menken (1909-1970), one of New York’s outstanding underground filmmakers, who inspired and worked with renowned artists Andy Warhol, Stan Brakhage, Jonas Mekas, Kenneth Anger and Gerard Malanga, and became known as “the mother of the avant-garde.”

Originally an abstract painter and collage artist, Menken produced nearly two dozen experimental shorts, gracefully using a hand-held Bolex camera to create rhythmic patterns of light, color, form and texture, and compose exquisite visual poems. Rich in excerpts of Menken’s work, the film also features the rare and fascinating footage of “The Duel of the Bolexes” she conducted with Andy Warhol on a New York rooftop.

The large, loud and tempestuous Menken, whose volatile relationship with husband Willard Maas reportedly inspired Edward Albee’s play Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf, became a Warhol superstar making memorable appearances in THE LIFE OF JUANITA CASTRO and THE CHELSEA GIRLS.

Featuring interviews with Jonas Mekas, Kenneth Anger, Gerard Malanga, Peter Kubelka, Alfred Leslie, Billy Name, and THE CHELSEA GIRLS star Mary Woronov, and music by John Zorn.

Text courtesy of Icarus Films.

WHEN I DIE I’LL MAKE MOVIES IN HELL: The Late Films of Doris Wishman

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Doris Wishman’s career is a history lesson in exploitation cinema. One of the most prolific female filmmakers of all time, she also had an inimitable sense of style. Her cinematic vernacular favors light switches and radiators as equally as it does faces and bodies. Her camera leers and lingers, creating an off-kilter sense of unease in even the most mundane scenes. After making some of the most well known nudist camp pictures (BLAZE STARR GOES NUDIST, NUDE ON THE MOON) she dove deep into “roughies” craze of the 60s, producing nasty clas-sicks like BAD GIRLS GO TO HELL and THE SEX PERILS OF PAULETTE. In the 70s, she teamed up with the uber-endowed Chesty Morgan to make the surreal sex thrillers DEADLY WEAPONS and DOUBLE AGENT 73 before foraying into hardcore, which just wasn’t her scene.

Since the 70s, Wishman’s output slowed, but her late work still bares her oddball signature. Shooting with whatever camera she could get her hands on and finishing by any means necessary, her final films show a truly idiosyncratic auteur unwilling to go quietly into the night. We’re proud to present four of those features – sex-change shockumentary LET ME DIE A WOMAN, the truly insane slasher A NIGHT TO DISMEMBER, return to form SATAN WAS A LADY, and her incredibly rare video experiment DILDO HEAVEN.



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Dir. Doris Wishman, 1983
USA, 69 min.

WEDNESDAY, MARCH 5 – 10:00 PM
FRIDAY, MARCH 14 – MIDNIGHT

It’s almost impossible to adequately explain the effect A NIGHT TO DISMEMBER has on the brain. Wishman had completed her first foray into 80s horror when the processing lab declared bankruptcy and a disgruntled employee destroyed most of the footage. Contractually bound to distributors, she finished the movie by any means necessary – using every frame of the remaining footage, re-writing the script, and shooting new scenes. What remains is a singular achievement in the history of motion pictures. It’s a non-stop, blood-soaked, nudity-packed assault on the senses, and like all great train wrecks, it’s impossible to look away.



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Dir. Doris Wishman, 2001
USA, 80 min.

MONDAY, MARCH 3 – 10:00 PM
SATURDAY, MARCH 29 – 7:30 PM

Wishman’s first feature in almost two decades is a throwback to the female-driven tales of sex and psychosis she excelled in during the 60s. Longing for “that touch of mink,” stripper/dominatrix Cleo will go to any depraved lengths to get what she wants. Betrayal! Blackmail! Murder! Go-go dancing! A coronary inducing phone call! Will she obtain the object of her desire? Music takes an unusual forefront here, as Cleo’s live-in beatnik boyfriend croons along to the action. Shot on 35mm film in the sleaze Mecca that is Miami, SATAN feels like a love-letter to a bygone era – where all you needed to make a feature film were a few bucks, a handful of rooms, two to three strippers, and the craziest idea you could come up with.



DILDO BANNER DILDO HEAVEN
Dir. Doris Wishman, 2002
USA, 80 min.

FRIDAY, MARCH 7 – 10:00 PM
FRIDAY, MARCH 14 – 10:00 PM

“This is the story of Lisa, Beth, and Tess. Three girls who shared an apartment and lived in perfect harmony. Each of these girls had the same desire: to seduce her boss.” But what’s a girl to do when romance doesn’t work out? Wishman’s first video production has the threadbare plot, awkward staging, and ample nudity we’ve come to expect, but with a surreal, self-referential tone that’s unique among her oeuvre. Characters watch old Doris Wishman films on TV. Random sequences from seemingly lost productions are thrown in for the hell of it. The Chicago Reader hit the nail on the head, “The miscues also fascinate, wildly off in a way that reveals the artifice of commercial product.” It’s also her first “comedy” since her nudie productions – a wacky, confounding montage of cliché, camp, and wink-wink titillation.



WOMAN BANNER LET ME DIE A WOMAN
Dir. Doris Wishman, 1977
USA, 79 min.

FRIDAY, MARCH 7 – MIDNIGHT
SUNDAY, MARCH 16 – 7:30 PM

Wishman’s sole foray into non-fiction is a disorienting, explicit, forward-thinking time capsule of sex-changes in the 70s. Combining interviews with noted surgeon Dr. Leo Wollman and his patients, soft porn dramatic re-enactments, and graphic surgery footage, LET ME DIE A WOMAN manages to be both exploitive and enlightening. Amidst its sleazy shocks and ramshackle sets, the subjects’ sincere desire to tell their story earns our genuine empathy. Like all of Wishman’s films, WOMAN is one of a kind, and must be seen to be believed.

Courtesy of Something Weird Video.

FEBRUARY MIDNIGHTS

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Dir. BJ Davis, 1989
USA, 84 min.

SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 1 – MIDNIGHT

On Saturday February 1st at MIDNIGHT, we are celebrating what would have been the 49th birthday of BRANDON LEE. Who is that, you ask? You’re reading this on a computer, right?

Before he was THE CROW (but definitely after his LEGACY OF RAGE), Lee was Michael Gold – a cocky, self-righteous asshole who upends his fully free agent status and chooses to accept a LASER MISSION on offer from the CIA (but, like, eschewing CASH MONEY USA in favor of action man SWAGGER ethics). There’s something about the WORLD’S LARGEST DIAMOND gone missing, along with some LASER expert (expertly lazied by ERNEST BORGNINE) being held in Angola (or somewhere) by the KGB (or Cuban military or some Austrian madman or something). All this adds up to is TROUBLE and the potential END of the WESTERN WORLD as we KNOW IT. When not donning gross disguises to fool bumbling cartoon humans, Gold is totes in NEGGING WAR III with terminal television episoder DEBI MONAHAN (who may or may not be portraying a daughter or a double agent or whatever).

Even if you HAVE seen LASER MISSION, you won’t want to MISS our special WIDESCREEN presentation, with all the EXPLOSIVE action (and sometimes admittedly great wide tracking shots) as NEVER BEFORE SEEN in domestic US BARGAIN BINS and FIFTY-FILM DVD collections. Unfortunately we weren’t able to get our hands on the legendary FULLY UNCUT version on GERMAN VHS, but if you come by SATURDAY FEBRUARY 1ST, maybe we’ll SHOW you some STILLS AND talk you THROUGH THE cuts.

If you HAVEN’T seen LASER MISSION, then grab your favorite brand of adult diapers and head the hell over here. Sounds appealing? Then make like an ORANGE and GET JUICED.

 



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ARTIFACT VIDEO CLUB PRESENTS
PIZZA
Karthik Subbaraj, 2012
India, 127 min.
In Tamil with poor yet remarkably effective English subtitles

Artifact Video Club is conceptually premised upon screening international bootlegs of popular cinema. See end of description for notes on quality.

FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 7 – MIDNIGHT

What is two hours long and kicks ass? PIZZA.

You have never seen a movie like PIZZA. This charming and offbeat Kollywood romantic horror comedy thriller is sort of like a mix between Edgar Wright, Luis Buñuel, Henri George Clouzot, Nora Ephron, and pizza. It’s about a guy who delivers pizza and is compelled to marry his live-in girlfriend, an aspiring horror novelist, following an unexpected pregnancy. But after the protagonist suddenly finds himself participating in the exorcism of his boss’s daughter, really weird stuff — like, weirder than randomly participating in the exorcism of his boss’s daughter — starts to happen.. Forty minutes in, PIZZA ruptures into an extended, hallucinatory, and terrifying horror film sonata before taking another left turn or two through mystery and thriller genres and delivering a hot, satisfying conclusion. It leaves one feeling really, stupidly great. Movies really don’t get as sweet, terrifying, strange, smart, and funny as PIZZA.

Audiences agreed. PIZZA was a huge critical and commercial success in Tamil cinemas and has already been remade in Kannada, Bengali and Hindi, dubbed into Telugu, and followed up with a generally unrelated sequel, PIZZA II: VILLA, in which the title food, pizza, appears to play an even more tangential or perhaps even non-existent role.

Anyway, as with life itself: Kollywood cinema simply does not get better than PIZZA.

This is the second screening of Spectacle’s unauthorized contemporary international pop cinema bootleg midnight screening series ARTIFACT VIDEO CLUB. Nodding to our international colleagues running Ghana movie clubs and VCD videotheques, AVC is an intrepid exploration of vernacular cinema from around the globe. Intentionally half-baked in concept and execution, AVC dwells in the ether between armchair anthropology, misapplied critical theory, and superfried midnight madness.

Please be advised that PIZZA will be served with piracy-prevention watermarks and superimposed anti-smoking warnings that appear every time anyone smokes a cigarette. Which is a lot, ‘cause delivering pizzas is stressful!!!



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SAMURAI REINCARNATION (Makai tenshô)
Dir. Kinji Fukasaku, 1981
Japan, 121 min.
In Japanese with English subtitles

SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 8 – MIDNIGHT

“I don’t want a sword that can only kill human beings. I want to kill devils.”
Director Kinji Fukasaku (Battle Royale, Graveyard of Honor) teams up with his old pal Sonny Chiba (The Street Fighter series) facing off against Kenji Sawada (The Happiness of the Katakuris) for all the supernatural swordfighting you can handle in Samurai Reincarnation. After the defeat and massacre of his troops, a general renounces God and sells his soul for the ability to bring the dead back to life, building an undead army. Meanwhile, swordsman Yagyu Jubei seeks an evil sword able not only to kill people but demons as well. From here, there’s swordfights aplenty (no surprise this film was the inspiration for the video game Samurai Showdown), crazy effects, jaw-dropping award-winning art direction and more of everything — those expecting a staid Edo-era period piece might not like it, but any cold-as-ice Chiba fan will be delighted. There’s even an unhealthy dollop of nudity and Roman porno-style sexual depravity for the midnight trenchcoat crew! Keep an eye out for a small role by Tomisaburo Wakayama (Lone Wolf & Cub)!


VDN_bannerVASE DE NOCES
(aka Wedding Trough, aka The Pig Fucking Movie)
Dir. Thierry Zéno, 1974
Belgium, 79 min.

Special thanks to Thierry Zéno

SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 15TH – MIDNIGHT

40TH ANNIVERSARY! FIRST US SCREENING IN 20+ YEARS!

[TRIGGER WARNING: Contains simulated scenes of animal cruelty, animal killings, bestiality, defecation, coprophagia, and unsimulated scenes of vomiting and live animal birth.]

A nightmarish, haunting dirge with an often-maligned reputation, VASE DE NCOES is a notorious 1974 film concerning a lone farmer’s sexual relations with his favorite sow. And while the subject matter is shocking, it’s certainly not in the name of exploitation. In fact, there’s a fair amount going on for a film infamously bestowed the US title of ‘The Pig Fucking Movie’…

Set in a post-apocalypse rural farm, the unnamed man tends to his daily activities, before eventually fixing his eye on a large sqealing pig. A few fantasies later, the farmer finds himself alone with his love interest and they copulate, with the pig eventually giving birth to three piglets. When he takes an invested interest in raising them, the piglets try to rejoin their mother, setting off a chain of events that push the film into darker and more phantasmagorical territories…

Completely devoid of dialogue, fermented in Year Zero bleakness, shot in monochromatic black-and white and featuring a raucous sound design of Gregorian chants, early electronic synthesizers, and animal wailings of all kinds, the film feels beamed from another plane of existence. Indeed, its comparisons to Eraserhead are justified in the technical and aesthetics departments, though interestingly it was released two years prior to David Lynch’s debut.

The last exit on the fringe film highway, VASE DE NOCES is a film more whispered about than actually seen, chiefly due to its extremely limited screenings since its initial festival run (which included Cannes and New Directors/New Films, amongst others). Finally, in 2009, German distributor Camera Obscura granted the film its first-ever official release and a new restoration, though the film is still not commercially available in the US. Working with director Thierry Zéno, Spectacle is proud to present the new restored digital version of this legendary arthouse oddity on the occasion of its 40th anniversary.

“Both obscene and spiritual… not for the squeamish.” -MoMA

“A journey to the end of the night… a mystical allegory… continuously fascinating, continuously disquieting.” -Film Comment

“This bizarre, hypnotic, humorless tale of a demented farm boy and his four-legged barnyard sweetheart may be the ultimate in solipsistic filmmaking. Whatever one’s reaction to it… it cannot be passed of as a mere piece of cinematic sensationalism… a combination of grand-guignol, theatre-of-cruelty and demonic mysticism…” -Buck Henry


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ANIMAL PROTECTOR
Dir. Mats Helge, 1988
Sweden/USA, 96 min.

FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 21 – MIDNIGHT

Like Spectacle after-dark idols Godfrey Ho (HARD BASTARD) and Arizal (AMERICAN HUNTER), Swedish filmmaker Mats Helge singlehandedly helmed dozens of cornea-crushing Z-grade action pictures in the 70s and 80s, only a fistful of which are accounted for today. Perhaps second-famous after his much-whispered-about THE NINJA MISSION, ANIMAL PROTECTOR sees Helge standing at the cynosure of 80s late-night movie financing. Shooting in and around a Scottish castle, Helge’s camera betrays a magnetic pull towards David Carradine’s demented hardass Colonel Whitlock. Lording over an operation guarded by special ops, infantrymen and non-American Green Berets, Whitlock is no mere animal-experimenting megavillain but a damn Reagan-era Doctor Moreau.

For a time, Helge’s bleak vision is like watching a powerful Bond villain with no comeuppance anywhere near to the horizon. But justice does indeed touch down at Whitlock’s doorsteeple in the hands of C.I.A. agent Santino (A.R. Hellquist), plus a bevy of uzi-gun toting blondes in shredded jeans and camo. Impassioned to free Whitlock’s mammalian victims (if without an escape plan beyond the island), the crew chews up scores of foot soldiers and flunkies before running smack into its greatest obstacle: Whitlock. Carradine the order-barker suddenly morphs into Carradine the wild man of kung fu, exploding out of the castle and onto the beach. There, Santino’s mission vanishes into the sunrise in a one-on-one deathmatch that can only define both men as animal.

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Dir. Noel Marshall, 1981
USA, 102 min.

SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 22 – MIDNIGHT

Made over the course of 10 years and with a reported 70 crew injuries – most notably a tiger mauling that resulted in what was perhaps Melanie Griffith’s first (and certainly not last) plastic surgery — ROAR emerges in hindsight as one of history’s most expensive home movies, a Hollywood albatross never released theatrically in the US.

Tippi Hedrin (THE BIRDS) and husband/producer Noel Marshall were at the time noted animal rights activists with a menagerie of cheetahs and tigers kept in waiting at their Acton, California ranch, “The Shambala Preserve”. They doubled the Golden State location as exotic Africa and cast themselves as an animal researcher and estranged wife, respectively, who reconnect against a backdrop of escaped tigers and evil game hunters, pouring $17 million dollars into a still-unrecovered black hole in the process.

But of course none of that counts in a film where Tippi Hedrin gets flipped upside down by an elephant en route to a would-be heartwarmer of an ending that lands closer to perverse surrealism. The notorious production had trouble corralling its fauna, and it shows all over: everything and everyone is out of control here. Perhaps most important is that however dunderheaded it may be, ROAR is exactly what it purports to be: a naïve safari picture in the tradition of Trader Horn and Hatari! whose raw encounter with the animal species triumphs over narrative, ethical, and – yes, hygienic – concerns.



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SMOKE ‘EM IF YOU GOT ‘EM
Dir. Ray Boseley, 1988
Australia, 48 min.

FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 28 – MIDNIGHT

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DUCKED & COVERED: A SURVIVAL GUIDE TO THE POST APOLCALYPSE
Dir. Nathaniel Lindsay, 2009
Australia, 8:26 min.

I LOVE SARAH JANE
Dir. Spencer Susser, 2007
Australia, 14 min.

SPIDER
Dir. Nash Edgerton, 2007
Australia, 9 min.

From ON THE BEACH to THE ROAD WARROR to TOMORROW, WHEN THE WAR BEGAN, Australia has figured prominently in cinematic depictions of the events surrounding total war, including the use of thermonuclear weapons.

Maybe it’s something to do with the “Convict Stain,” but Oz has also found itself to be ground zero for some of the more twisted takes on atomic destructions (if not physical, then spiritual). Not quite bummers from Down Under, these shorts view The End of Civilization, whether overtly or not, with a bleak, black humor—this evening, the Spectacle presents two atomic war perspectives, one zombie apocalypse, and one relationship apocalypse, because sometimes a breakup really feels like the end of the world.

“So what are we going to do? Take it easy and conserve our strength, or are we gonna run ourselves ragged?!?”, demands party-thrower Jon (Rob Howard) in his well-stocked bomb shelter in Ray Boseley’s marvelous SMOKE ‘EM IF YOU GOT ‘EM (at 48 minutes, a sort of cinematic novella). The bombs have dropped, the land is scorched, and the heavy radiation is penetrating the bunker, dooming everyone.

At the shelter, all who survived are invited to knock back a few, chow down, and puff a bong. “This is a casual affair: Come as you are, smoke ’em if ya got ’em,” he says.

Released and highly praised by Chris Gore’s Film Threat in 1988, SMOKE ‘EM IF YOU GOT ‘EM was promptly lost and forgotten. Snappy and stylish, wearing its Aussie Punk Rock heritage on its sleeve (the singer in the film’s band has that Birthday Party look about him), it’s the best soiree you could ever be invited to—lots of good food, great booze and drugs, wanton sex—it’s just too bad the End of the World is happening.

Made in the Reagan-Bush Era when nuclear war was expected at any moment—Whew! Sure glad those days are over — SMOKE ‘EM IF YOU GOT ‘EM is infused with pitch-black, yet often dry or absurdist humor, which, as Slow Radiation Death creeps upon the characters, becomes philosophical, bittersweet and even sentimental sometimes.

Joining SMOKE ‘EM IF YOU GOT ‘EM are three additional short films, all of which are sick, sick, sick.

Nash Edgerton (director of 2008’s acclaimed THE SQUARE) helms the first short of the program: SPIDER (2007), where a hapless, immature prankster might as well be dropping an atomic weapon into his love life.

The Zombie Apocalypse makes its way Down Under in Spencer Susser’s I LOVE SARAH JANE (2007), but not even that can stop the serious crush young Jimbo has on classmate Sarah Jane (current “It Girl” Mia Wasikowska in a very early role) in this DAWN OF THE DEAD/LORD OF THE FLIES mash-up.

Early-1980s public safety films are expertly spoofed in Nathaniel Lindsay’s animated DUCKED & COVERED: A SURVIVAL GUIDE TO THE POST APOCALYPSE (2009) in this evening’s penultimate short. Now you will know what to do when the killer robots show up, or if you have too many skulls lying around.

BONGO-A-GO-GO: FACT VS. FICTION IN BEAT CINEMA

Norman Mailer called them the “white negroes.” Hollywood smeared them as drug-addicts, nihilists, and nymphomaniacs. They were the ‘Beats’, America’s original hipsters. Contemporary hysterical portrayals meet true slices of bohemian life this February at Spectacle Theater. See poets, junkies, and con men mawkishly adorn the affectations of the ‘Beat’ and learn why the Man has been trying to keep the hepcats down for so long.



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BEAT GIRL
AKA Wild For Kicks
Dir. Edmund T. Gréville, 1960
UK, 85 min.
MONDAY, FEBRUARY 3 – 7:30 PM
THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 27 – 10:00 PM

Beat goes to England in this over-the-top tale of a poor little rich girl rebelling against her wealthy dad’s remarriage. Why does the local stripper seem to recognize her new stepmom? Will the strip-club owner (played with oily perfection by Christopher Lee) get his hands on the young wildcat? Are drinking and fighting really for squares? With plenty of music, kicks, and nihilism for the disillusioned kids who survived the Blitz.

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AKA Wild For Kicks
Dir. Edmund T. Gréville, 1960
UK, 85 min.
MONDAY, FEBRUARY 3 – 7:30 PM
THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 27 – 10:00 PM

Beat goes to England in this over-the-top tale of a poor little rich girl rebelling against her wealthy dad’s remarriage. Why does the local stripper seem to recognize her new stepmom? Will the strip-club owner (played with oily perfection by Christopher Lee) get his hands on the young wildcat? Are drinking and fighting really for squares? With plenty of music, kicks, and nihilism for the disillusioned kids who survived the Blitz.
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GREENWICH VILLAGE SUNDAY
Dir. Stewart Wilensky, c. 1960s
USA, 13 min.

Documentarian Stewart Wilensky’s crowd-pleasing short about the lighter (read: drug-and-murder free) aspects of bohemian life in 1960s New York City. Narrated by “Christmas Story” author Gene Shepherd, before he, like, sold out, man.



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THE BEAT GENERATION
Dir. Charles F. Haas, 1959
USA, 95 min.
WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 19 – 10:00 PM
MONDAY, FEBRUARY 24 – 7:30 PM

America’s hard-on for Beat depravity reached fever pitch with Charles Haas’ B-noir of perversion, crime, and striped boat-neck shirts. Steve Cochran (the eponymous “Legs Diamond”) stars as a womanizing coffee house creep, whose double life as a prominent scenester always lands him a step ahead of LAPD’s homicide unit.

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STREET FAIR 1959
Dir. Edward Silverstone Taylor, 1959
USA, 7 min.

A home movie of San Francisco’s Grant Avenue during its heyday as a beat Mecca. Zeitgiesty luminaries Bob Kaufman, Wallace Berman, and their respective old ladies make appearances.



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A BUCKET OF BLOOD
Roger Corman, 1959.
USA, 66 min.
MONDAY, FEBRUARY 24 – 10:00 PM
THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 27 – 7:30 PM
“Life is an obscure hobo, bumming a ride on the omnibus of art.”
Chump janitor Walter Paisley spends all day surrounded by beatniks, jazz musicians, artists and their groupies at hip coffee shop The Yellow Door. He desperately aspires to the life of an artist, but hasn’t got an ounce of talent. What he does have is an accidentally dead cat, a lump of clay, and a vague idea…. When Walter’s new ‘sculpture’ makes him an overnight sensation, all the rats come out of the woodwork to get a piece of the action, and Walter’s forced to find more ‘subjects’ for his art. It’s a fast-paced Corman classic that manages sympathy for its hapless murderer while skewering the art world around him.

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BOBBIE JO AND THE BEATNIK
(from Episode 16, Season 1 of “Petticoat Junction”)
Dir. Paul Henning, 1964
USA, 26 min.

An episode of “Petticoat Junction” featuring young Dennis Hopper as a beat poet whose nihilistic vibes disrupt the square harmony of Hootersville.

BLACK LIZARD (KUROTOKAGE) 黒蜥蜴

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Dir. Kinji Fukasaku, 1968
Japan, 112 min.

MONDAY, FEBRUARY 10 – 7:30 PM
FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 28 – 10:00 PM

“Black Lizard, you are an old-fashioned romanticist. In this age, soiled by corruption and murder, you believe that crime should wear a gorgeous gown, with a train fifteen feet long.”

From the infamous 1969 pinku film HORRORS OF MALFORMED MEN, to Koji Wakamatsu’s 2010 film CATEPILLAR, legendary pulp novelist Ranpo Edogawa’s demented works have inspired Japanese artists and directors for the better part of a century.

One of his enduring creations is BLACK LIZARD, a femme fatale jewel thief who appeared in a detective serial in the 30s. In the 60s, Yukio Mishima wrote a stage adaptation of her story, and his interpretation in turn became the basis of Kinji Fukasaku’s film. In its fixation on the relationship between death and beauty, Mishima’s hand is evident—even before he makes a cameo as a human taxidermy specimen.

Akihiro Miwa, a celebrated female impersonator and Mishima’s close friend, plays the lead role fairly straight, even with a kind of queenly grace. The film itself is refreshingly sincere in its weirdness, never inviting laughter at its bewigged star, or even at its objectively wacked-out plot. Which is not to say that it isn’t funny, just that it probably wasn’t conceived as the campy marvel it is.