NEGATIVE PLEASURE LABOR DAY MASSACRE

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NEGATIVE PLEASURE LABOR DAY MASSACRE

SATURDAY, AUGUST 30 – 10PM & MIDNIGHT
ONE NIGHT ONLY!

Hot off the heels of June’s Felony Comics Crime Spree, Spectacle Theater and Negative Pleasure Publications presents the Negative Pleasure Labor Day Massacre, a screening of two twisted horror movies in anticipation of the release of NPP’s newest book, Night Burgers, a day-glo comic experience featuring all new work by Victor Kerlow (Everything Takes Forever, The New Yorker), Josh Burggraf (Kid Space Heater, Future Shock), Anthony Meloro (Misper), Jason Murphy (Me Nut Nut Nut), Amy Searles (Jeans Comics) and Ken Johnson (The New York Times).

Join the creators and Negative Pleasure publisher Harris Smith for screenings of SCREAM BLOODY MURDER at 10pm and THE SATAN KILLER at midnight. Start your autumn drenched in blood!



SCREAM BLOODY MURDER
Dir. Marc B. Ray, 1973
USA, 90 min.

SATURDAY, AUGUST 30 – 10PM

A troubled young man with a hook for a hand (he lost it as a boy while killing his father with a tractor) and a serious aversion to sex murders anyone who gets in the way of his love for a prostitute in this grimy slasher flick from 1973. Much in the vein of films like THE WITCH WHO CAME FROM THE SEA and CRIMINALLY INSANE, SCREAM BLOODY MURDER seems to have crawled directly from the gutter, (though actually it was made by the writers of Ann-Margret and Raquel Welch TV specials) with a warped internal logic that effectively drags you into it’s bleak, blood-drenched world. From the creators of THE SEVERED ARM.



THE SATAN KILLER
(aka DEATH PENALTY)
Dir. Stephen Calamari, 1993
USA, 90 min.

SATURDAY, AUGUST 30 – MIDNIGHT

A boozy addled, revenge-driven cop squares off with a crank fueled, devil-worshipping biker the hardboiled, mind-ruining crime flick THE SATAN KILLER. Filmed entirely on location in Virgina Beach, VA, and directed by the questionably named Stephen Calamari (most likey the film’s star, Steve Sayre) THE SATAN KILLER (aka Death Penalty and Rampage) features a little bit of something for everyone- murder, machine guns, drugs, drag queens, private eyes, beach babes, former male nurses, a frequently-visited t-shirt shop, punks, pimps, a frequently-visited coffee shop, strippers, a haunted house and a scene where the killer screams at a church, “You never fooled me!”

NEW MOVIES VOL. 2

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NEW MOVIES VOL. 2

TUESDAY, AUGUST 5 – 8PM
ONE NIGHT ONLY!

NEW MOVIES VOL. 2, the second in the already legendary series of screenings by noted wise-guys Charlie Judkins and Owen Kline, will feature a brand new movie by each of the two fellows. Owen’s brand new short feature “Jazzy for Joe” stars TV legend Joe Franklin as an unlikely papa to a particularly wacky baby that shows up on his doorstep. When Joe puts on a “big show” to entertain the little tyke, hilarity ensues and a whoopin’ good time is had by all!

Also featured is the latest Fancy Mouse movie cartoon by Charlie Judkins, titled “The Circus Connection”. Fancy and his pals are judges at a circus talent show, with a genuine gig at the “big top” and so much money as the reward! Unfortunately, things don’t go as planned…. until a certain special someone shows up and steals the show!!!

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COLLATERALIZED DAMAGE (REMIX)

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COLLATERALIZED DAMAGE (REMIX)
2014. Edit by Jean-Louis Piquette / Live DJ set by Zed The Professor.

FRIDAY, AUGUST 29 – 10PM
ONE NIGHT ONLY!

Spectacle is thrilled to welcome Tom Cruise and Jamie Foxx to our humble theater for a live DJ set to mark the 10th birthday of Michael Mann’s beyond-moody crime thriller COLLATERAL. As an essay on the nature of indifference, the film tends to belabor existentialist clichés about the value of living in the present and the need for improvisation. But as an experiment in the potential for digital video to capture the distinctive glow of Los Angeles? It’s an indispensable addendum to the constant, almost bionic repicturing of America’s most populous, smog-encrusted megacity, with Dion Beebe and Paul Cameron’s HD cameras careening down blackened arterials, capturing backlit plastic signs and streaking white-hot neon from one lonely strip mall to the next.

To commemorate 8.6.04, the mysterious video editor Jean-Louis Piquette – a cat who cut his teeth on Spec trailers, so cool he doesn’t even attend his own screenings – will realign the film’s frames, while Zed the Professor (The New School) will provide a live-DJ set rescore. The result is a new kind of cinema-as-wallpaper, in which noir fantasies about the City of Angels are digitalized and compressed almost to the point of un-recognizability. (And it started like any other night….)

AUGUST MIDNIGHTS

FRIDAY, AUGUST 1: SPECTACLE ROULETTE
SATURDAY, AUGUST 2: ATOM AGE VAMPIRE
FRIDAY, AUGUST 8: TROMA’S HORROR BOOBS
SATURDAY, AUGUST 9: THE FOREST
FRIDAY, AUGUST 15: DESPERATE TARGET
SATURDAY, AUGUST 16:
LITTLE MARINES
FRIDAY, AUGUST 22 & SATURDAY, AUGUST 23: DON’T GO IN THE WEEKEND – CANNIBAL CAMPOUT / WOODCHIPPER MASSACRE
FRIDAY, AUGUST 29:
SCIENCE TEAM


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SPECTACLE ROULETTE
Dir. ???, 19??/20??.
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In any number of languages.

FRIDAY, AUGUST 1 – MIDNIGHT

Once again it’s time to spin the chamber! What are we going to show?

Cooking shows hosted by puppets from Iceland? Italian dancefighting epics? Hologramsploitation? Hostage situation bloopers? Dog Wedding Massacre? Open heart surgery? Prison slime fights?

Well, that’s up to you.

The first 6 people to show up with a movie will be given the chance to lobby by showing 5 minutes of that film. After all 6 are shown, everyone votes and that’s what we watch!

If you want to participate, please do the following:

1. Show up at least 15 minutes BEFORE midnight with your proposed film. (Either a DVD or digital copy!)
2. Be prepared to introduce your 5 minute clip and lobby hard for your candidate.
3. COME CORRECT. Bring the craziest thing you can find, no half-steps!
4. Tell your friends!


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ATOM AGE VAMPIRE
(aka Seddok, l’erede di Satana)
Dir. Anton Giulio Majano, 1960
Italy, 87 min.
Dubbed in English

SATURDAY, AUGUST 2 – MIDNIGHT

From the annals of public domain comes a tale of shocking science gone awry, a damsel in distress, and ***SPOILER ALERT*** absolutely no vampires.

Yes, 1960’s ATOM AGE VAMPIRE – originally released in Italy as SEDDOK, L’EDREDE DI SATANA – contains no vampires whatsoever.

Instead – a beautiful singer is horribly disfigured in a car accident and opts for a very unusual treatment. Under the care of the crazed Dr. Levin, she agrees to be injected with an experimental serum designed to restore her beauty. However, during the course of the treatments, Dr. Levin falls madly in love with her and as the serum gradually fails and her beauty deteriorates in front of him – he vows to go to any length to get it back, no matter how dastardly.

Spectacle will be screening this beast from the LOONIC VIDEO VHS, the way God intended.



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TROMA HORROR BOOBS
dir. John Brennan
USA, 80 mins

Spectacle’s favorite perverts are back at it again! This time Horror Boobs have teamed up with America’s oldest independent movie studio, Troma! A union defined by an appreciation for exposed flesh on film. Their mission: to bring you the breast nude scenes from the depths the Troma catalog!

Honestly with titles like THE TOXIC AVENGER, TERROR FIRMER and SGT. KABUKI MAN NYPD, it wasn’t very hard for the HB Crew to stuff this video mix to the max! We’re talking about the bare bosoms of Michelle Bauer, Julie Strain, Debbie Rochon, Carmen Electra’s Body Double and many, many more! With guest appearances by Kevin Costner, Trey Parker, Ted Raimi, Ron Jeremy, and Lloyd Kaufman.

Come experience horror & boobs of all sizes on the big screen. Seriously what more could you ask for? Penises. Well you never know, Lloyd Kaufman is involved, and you know how he likes his penises.


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THE FOREST
Dir. Don Jones, 1982
USA. 85 min.

SATURDAY, AUGUST 9 – MIDNIGHT



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DESPERATE TARGET
Dir. George Vieira, 1980
USA, 90 min.

FRIDAY, AUGUST 16 – MIDNIGHT

Starring Christopher Mitchum

“A Russian scientist who discovers the formula for a new synthetic fuel becomes the ‘Desperate Target’ of a group of desperate men.”


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LITTLE MARINES
Dir. A.J. Hixon, 1991
USA, 87 min.

SATURDAY, AUGUST 16 – MIDNIGHT

Awkwardly shot like a pervert peaking on these kids in the woods, A.J. Hixon’s LITTLE MARINES is the story of three turds that go camping. It’s not really an adventure film since it is mostly just a series of mishaps and fuck-ups and offers no resolutions to these kids problems. Most famous for its really long shaving scene featured at the Found Footage Film Festival, LITTLE MARINES has many more precious moments including bizarre flashbacks to their friend who died of cancer, a cool dude that tries to give them a handful of joints, a not so cool dude that is probably a child molester, a bully that has a gun, and a moment when the fatty admits that his father never said he loved him and the fatty’s friends say nothing. Its what you can expect from good ol’ Christian entertainment.

For this screening, the Spectacle will be screening the VHS tape that features the original music they probably couldn’t get the rights to when it came out on DVD!


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Spectacle & Alternative Cinema present:
DON’T GO IN THE WEEKEND!

CANNIBAL CAMPOUT – FRIDAY, AUGUST 22 – MIDNIGHT
WOODCHIPPER MASSACRE – SATURDAY, AUGUST 23 – MIDNIGHT

GHASTLY SHOT ON VIDEO GORE (AND A LITTLE BIT OF SINGING) DEEP IN THE WOODS! NO ONE IS SAFE! DON’T SAY WE DIDN’T WARN YOU!!!!

Alternative Cinema/Camp Motion Pictures website: alternativecinema.com

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CANNIBAL CAMPOUT
dir. Tom Fisher/Jon McBride, 1988
89 mins, USA
In English

FRIDAY, AUGUST 22 – MIDNIGHT

CANNIBAL CAMPOUT (1988) is the tender and terrifying tale of a band of man-eating maniacs. Desperate to survive, the deranged orphans honor a deathbed promise to dearly departed mother never to eat junk food again. Instead, they work up frenzied appetites that will only be satisfied by the taste of young flesh. When Amy and her college friends arrive for a fun-filled weekend of camping in the desolate wilderness, they quickly learn the horrors of being on the wrong end of the food chain. Only brutal murder, torture and mutilation await as one by one they are stalked and terrorized by this brood of bloodthirsty mountain dwellers who will stop at nothing to appease their hunger for sliced, diced and barbecued camper.

“I love this movie…perhaps it’s the completely tasteless ending that was so sickening that I couldn’t help but enjoy it enormously”. – DeadLantern.com

“…the grossest scenes this side of H.G. Lewis… will probably repulse even the staunchest vidiot.” – Fangoria Magazine

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WOODCHIPPER MASSACRE
dir. Jon McBride, 1989
90 mins, USA
In English.

SATURDAY, AUGUST 23 – MIDNIGHT

It’s The Brady Kids meets the Texas Chainsaw Massacre in this heartwarming, stomach-churning tale of a not so typical American family that unexpectedly finds itself caught up in a web of death, deceit and dismemberment. And what better way for this trio of demented siblings to discard of fresh human remains than turn it into garden variety mulch…by way of the biggest woodchipper ever to chop’n’grind a grown man into ground meat. In this family, blood really is thicker than water.


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SCIENCE TEAM
Dir. Drew Bolduc, 2014
82 min, USA

FRIDAY, AUGUST 29 – MIDNIGHT

Way back in October of 2011 at the first annual Spectacle Shriek Show, we played host to a film called THE TAINT directed by Drew Bolduc & Dan Nelson. THE TAINT polarized not only the audience at the event but mired many of the Spectacle programmers in weeks of lengthy email chains leaving the film right on the tip of everyone’s brain long after the screening was over. Now, Bolduc has returned to the directors chair for SCIENCE TEAM and we couldn’t be more excited.

SCIENCE TEAM is a completely independent sci-fi feature length motion picture produced and shot in Richmond, Virginia. The film was partially funded by crowd-sourcing through Indiegogo and is a great example of how high-quality films can be created with a micro-budget.

When Chip returns home to visit his beloved mother, he finds himself caught in the middle of an interstellar war between a telepathic space alien and a bureaucratic government organization bent on incinerating all alien life. Chip must fight to survive this ego-shattering drama of epic proportions.

THE GRINDHOUSE GOSPEL OF RON ORMOND

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Please note: Due to the scarce distribution of his vision, Ron Ormond’s work is here presented just as the Good Lord intended—via DVD-R rips of beat-up VHS transfers! They look gorgeous, though (see trailer).

By the end of the 1960’s, Ron Ormond, a Nashville-based filmmaker with several moderately successful exploitation pictures to his name (MESA OF LOST WOMEN, GIRL FROM TOBACCO ROW, THE MONSTER AND THE STRIPPER, etc), had undergone a spiritual transformation. After narrowly surviving two separate aviation incidents, Ormond was gripped with an evangelical fervor. From then on, he felt compelled to use filmmaking as a means of spreading Christianity to the unsaved. Ormond’s newfound convictions, however, could not fully overshadow his own B-fim past. The resulting contrast – high religious ideals paired with down and dirty Southern-fried grindhouse – lead to the creation some of the strangest and most tonally dissonant American films of all time.

IF FOOTMEN TIRE YOU, WHAT WILL HORSES DO? (1971), THE BURNING HELL (1974), and THE GRIM REAPER (1976) comprise Ron Ormond’s loose trilogy of expectation-shattering, genre-nullifying religious exploitation films. Abject horror, straight-faced documentary, and unintentional comedy are recklessly fused together. Heartfelt sermons coexist alongside depictions of torture, murder, and assault. Children and elderly alike are done in mercilessly by the evils of secularism, Communism, and new-age spirituality. For every character who is saved, another is cast off into the fiery (though somewhat bizarrely rendered) abyss. Blood spills indiscriminately. Indefinable accents abound. Pristinely Z-grade production values. Questionable factoids. Performances so off-kilter that otherworldly intervention is perhaps the only explanation.

Running down a list of all of the jaw-dropping moments contained within these three films would diminish the impact of experiencing them for the first time (not to mention, take an absurdly long time). Suffice it to say that Ron Ormond deserves a place among the distinguished ranks of Herschell Gordon Lewis, Hal P. Warren, and Edward D. Wood Jr. This this is outsider cinema of the highest order.

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IF FOOTMEN TIRE YOU, WHAT WILL HORSES DO?
Dir. Ron Ormond, 1971
USA, 52 min.

FRIDAY, AUGUST 1 – 10:00 PM
MONDAY, AUGUST 11 – 7:30 PM
WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 20 – 10:00 PM

A grim premonition of The United State’s defeat to Communism, as envisioned by real-life Pentecostal preacher Estus Pirkle. Rampant godlessness – drinking, dancing, sex education, television – have infiltrated American life so thoroughly, that it’s only a matter of time before uniformed Communist troops ride in on horseback and trample us down. Once here, they’ll machine-gun our friends and neighbors openly, rape our wives in our own homes, replace Jesus Christ with Fidel Castro in our schools, and leave the slit throats of our children to bleed atop our altars.

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THE BURNING HELL
Dir. Ron Ormond, 1974
USA, 58 min.

SUNDAY, AUGUST 3 – 7:30 PM
MONDAY, AUGUST 11 – 10:00 PM
SATURDAY, AUGUST 16 – 7:30 PM
SUNDAY, AUGUST 24 – 5:00 PM

Ormond’s second collaboration with Estus Pirkle features two easy riders learn a hard lesson about the afterlife, when one dies suddenly in a motorcycle accident. Because of his free-spirited ways, including a liberal slant on traditional Christianity, he is sent promptly to Hell, where he is scorched, taunted, and tortured for an eternity. Can Reverend Pirkle save the soul of the other biker (played by Ron Ormond’s son Tim), before he faces the same endless suffering as his comrade has?


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THE GRIM REAPER
Dir. Ron Ormond, 1976
USA, 60 min.

MONDAY, AUGUST 4 – 7:30 PM
FRIDAY, AUGUST 15 – 10:00 PM
TUESDAY, AUGUST 26 – 7:30 PM

Verne Pierce is enraged when a pastor refuses to preach his son Frankie Pierce’s funeral, on the grounds that Frankie is probably in Hell. In hopes of making contact with his son to find out, Verne decides to recruit the services of Dr. Kumran, a new-age mystic with the power to communicate with the dead. Worried about his father’s newfound interest in the occult, Verne’s other son Tim (Ormond’s son Tim again) worries about the fate of his soul, and frets that Verne will end up in the same fiery abyss as Frankie. Featuring a cameo by Jerry Falwell!

THE REVENGE OF THE APACHES IS AS THE COURSE OF THE SUN ACROSS THE SKY: THREE EAST GERMAN WESTERNS

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Between 1946 and 1990, the only production company in the German Democratic Republic was the astoundingly prolific DEFA (Deutsche-Film Aktiengesellschaft). Based in Potsdam at Filmstudio Babelsberg, where the legendary production company UFA had made films throughout the Weimar and Nazi periods, DEFA made it its mission to reclaim the studio from its fascist past. In addition to numerous biopics of illustrious figures in the history of German class struggle, from Martin Luther to Ernst Thälmann, the studio also produced a series of Westerns, known locally as Indianerfilme due to their principle of portraying Native Americans as the heroes in a centuries long struggle against Euroamerican colonial rule. There were twelve such films, all produced between 1965 and 1983, and shot in Yugoslavia, Bulgaria, Czechoslovakia, Romania, the USSR, and Cuba. Most of them were produced by the Arbeitsgruppe Roter Kreis, a collective that included directors Josef Mach, Richard Groschopp, and Gottfried Kolditz, who are responsible for the three titles in this series: THE SONS OF GREAT BEAR (1965), CHINGACHGOOK: THE GREAT SNAKE (1967) and APACHES (1973).

The history of portrayals of Native Americans in cinema does not give much cause for pride. James Fenimore Cooper established the canon of Native American stereotypes in his 1823-1841 series of frontier novels, and Hollywood adopted them wholesale for the classic “taming of the frontier” storylines of its Westerns. From the 1920 adaptation of The Last of the Mohicans onward, through 1956’s THE SEARCHERS all the way to the 2013 remake of THE LONE RANGER, starring Johnny Depp as Tonto—complete with mystical inclinations, reduced grammar, and an impenetrably impassive demeanor—the image of the mysterious and vicious yet sage and holistic Indian has thrived in Hollywood. DEFA’s Indianerfilme are certainly not free of stereotypes (especially in the case of the white settlers, who comprise a largely undifferentiated mass of sweaty, sunburned, whisky-guzzling racists), but their portrayal of various American Indian tribes are well-researched and sympathetic. Whereas American films tend to liberally mix various aspects of the dress, dwellings, and rituals of widely differing tribal cultures into completely invented tribal identities, the East German Westerns each focused on a different tribe—the Delaware, the Dakota, and the Apache in the case of the three films in this series.

American Indian scholar and activist Ward Churchill has pointed out that one of the ways in which Western narratives achieve their reduction and flattening of the history and contemporary reality of Native Americans has been by restricting the period and geographical area they cover to the Great Plains between roughly 1825 and 1880. DEFA’s Indianerfilme sometimes break away from this mold, but most often fit into its chronological bracket. THE SONS OF GREAT BEAR takes place in 1876 and APACHES in 1837, but CHINGACHGOOK: THE GREAT SNAKE takes place significantly earlier, in 1740. The only film out of the three to portray Plains Indians is THE SONS OF GREAT BEAR, while the other two take place in New Mexico and the Northeast. Undermining the East Germans’ achievement somewhat is the fact that these films still fit well into the established mold of portraying Native American life only in relation to the Euroamerican presence, never granting them a pre-colonial existence.

In much the same way that the Revisionist Westerns of Sam Peckinpah, Robert Altman, and Arthur Penn were Hollywood’s autocritique of its own conventions, the Indianerfilme were a response both to Hollywood and to West Germany’s brand of the Western. Hugely popular in the 60s, these films were based on Karl May’s novels, which themselves constituted a cultural legacy shared by both the East and the West. Gerd Gemünden has pointed out that the Indianerfilme themselves adopt the “noble savage” stereotype relied on by May, and that their critique of primitive accumulation stems from May’s romantic anticapitalism. This shared legacy is one of the things that points to a dialogue between East and West German cinema—one that is too often dismissed based on the perceived isolation and ideological blindness of East German culture. Eastern and Western productions often used the same Yugoslavian locations and extras, and East German audiences could see West German Westerns by traveling to Prague. The Indianerfilme have even been described as the East German equivalent of the New German Cinema, insofar as they were a reappropriation of a popular prewar form that had until then been used for reactionary or conservative purposes. Much in the same way, then, that Fassbinder adopted the melodrama to remove provocative themes from the exclusive purview of a difficult, rarefied, and elitist art cinema, so the Indianerfilme demonstrated that an effective critique of the logic of capital can be mounted through a form that is engaging, heroic, and naïve. A dramaturg at DEFA, Günter Karl, said that even though the Indianerfilme had to set themselves apart from capitalist films of the same genre, they would have to “use at least part of the elements that make this genre so effective, elements which are not devoid of a certain attraction and—as far as the Indians are concerned—a certain romanticism.”

With this series, Spectacle hopes to contribute to an understanding of the Indianerfilm as a form of radical cinema that—despite having been financed by a massive bureaucratic state—articulates a critique of industrialization and the myth of “progress” in general, whether in their capitalist or socialist form. By programming further series of East German films with the help of the DEFA Film Library at UMass Amherst, Spectacle will continue to battle against Western triumphalist notions of Eastern Bloc culture as more ideologically determined than its liberal capitalist counterpart.

Special thanks to the DEFA Film Library at the University of Massachusetts Amherst

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THE SONS OF GREAT BEAR
a.k.a. Die Söhne der großen Bärin
Dir. Josef Mach, 1966
German Democratic Republic, 92 min.
In German with English Subtitles.

WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 6 – 7:30 PM
TUESDAY, AUGUST 19 – 10:00 PM
SATURDAY, AUGUST 30 – 7:30 PM

Opening on the Great Plains in 1874, THE SONS OF GREAT BEAR is the only of the three films to take place within the temporal-spatial framework of the “traditional” Western, with the U.S. government encroaching on the lands of the Dakota people. After gold is discovered to be in the possession of Mattotaupa, the chief of the Bear Clan, the unscrupulous settler Red Fox (not of Sanford and Son fame) murders him for refusing to reveal its source. His son, Tokei-Ihto (played by the prolific Gojko Mitić), then launches a series of skirmishes against the white settlers, which culminates in a proposal of negotiation from the local authorities. With the guarantee of diplomatic immunity, Tokei-Ihto agrees to meet with them. Though guaranteed their ancestral lands by treaty, the local government proposes to relocate the Bear Clan (of the Dakota tribe) to a barely arable stretch of land within a reservation. After rejecting these new treaty terms, he is imprisoned and his clan is attacked and forcibly relocated. After escaping from custody, with the knowledge of what treaties mean to the white man, Tokei-Ihto then leads what remains of his clan north, to the fertile areas beyond the Missouri.

In a speech, delivered during a 1998 screening of the film in Seattle, Ojibway tribe elder Richard Restoule said, “After everything that has been done to my people, also through bad films, it is good to know that already 30 years ago, people in East Germany began to think seriously how to do things differently.”


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CHINGACHGOOK: THE GREAT SNAKE
a.k.a. Chingachgook, die große Schlange
Dir. Richard Groschopp, 1967
German Democratic Republic, 86 min.
In German with English subtitles.

WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 6 – 10:00 PM
SATURDAY, AUGUST 16 – 10:00 PM
MONDAY, AUGUST 25 – 10:00 PM

Based on The Deerslayer, the last installment in the frontier adventure pentalogy that James Fenimore Cooper wrote between 1827 and 1841, CHINGACHGOOK: THE GREAT SNAKE once again showcases the talents of Gojko Mitić, the Serbian phenomenon who conquered the collective heart of East Germany with his chiseled looks, his athletic physique, and his moral rectitude. The son of a Yugoslavian partisan who fought against Hitler’s troops, Mitić had already acted in some West German Karl May adaptations before moving to the East. Cinema professionals moving from the West to the East was rare enough, and with his antifascist lineage, Mitić had the makings of a great popular idol. Like the chieftains he played, Mitić was also a staunch teetotaler. As a dedicated athlete, he didn’t have to be told about the corrupting effects of European alcohol on the Native Americans to publicly renounce it. As Gerd Gemünden puts it, Mitić was “a role model for children, the dream of teenage girls, … and model citizen.”

CHINGACHGOOK takes place in the years leading up to the French and Indian War of 1854-1863, when the Delaware tribe was allied with the English against the French and the Hurons. Chingachgook, “the last of the Mohicans” (Cooper’s Mohicans are a mixture of Mahican and Mohegan influences), has saved the life of the chief of the Delawares, and has been promised his daughter’s hand in marriage. Following a not-unheard-of narrative device, Chingachgook’s betrothed is kidnapped by the Hurons, and he swiftly slings his rifle over his shoulder and sets off in a canoe. Over the course of his adventure, Chingachgook discovers that allegiance with any of the European powers is foolish, since they all view the Indians as an obstacle to territorial control and stand to profit greatly from their extermination. After British troops attack a Huron encampment, Chingachgook makes it his task to convince the Huron leadership that their true, shared enemy is the European invader.

Not only does CHINGACHGOOK: THE GREAT SNAKE give us the satisfaction of seeing a slew of arrogant, bewigged lobsterbacks get the civilization knocked out of them with rifle butts, but it also subverts European domination on a formal level by relegating James Fenimore Cooper’s white protagonist, Leatherstocking, to Chingachgook’s sidekick, reversing the original power relation between them.


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APACHES
a.k.a. Apachen, a.k.a. Apachen: Blutige Rache
Dir. Gottfried Kolditz, 1973
German Democratic Republic, 94 min.
In German with English subtitles.

SATURDAY, AUGUST 2 – 10:00 PM
SUNDAY, AUGUST 10 – 5:00 PM
TUESDAY, AUGUST 19 – 7:30 PM

Gojko Mitić returns as Apache chieftain Ulzana, bent on “bloody revenge” (as suggested by the German DVD title) against a band of white industrialists and their henchmen. Although the events of the film suggest that Mitić’s character is actually based on Mimbreño chief Mangas Coloradas, Ulzana was also a famous chieftain who led raids through New Mexico and Arizona in the 1880s, famously portrayed in Robert Aldrich’s unsympathetic (i.e. “complex”) 1972 Revisionist Western, ULZANA’S RAID.

Whereas the action of THE SONS OF GREAT BEAR starts with the discovery of gold, this time, the coveted mineral is copper. Near Santa Rita, New Mexico, the local Mimbreños have enter into a contract with a Mexican mining company that promises them continued use of their hunting grounds in exchange for safe passage for the company’s convoys. This arrangement has already robbed the band of its self-determination (“Remember the tales of life before the White Man? We lived well without relief flour”), and in any case it can’t last. An American mining company wants in on the profits, and the Mexican government has put a price on Apache scalps: $100 for a brave, $50 for a squaw, and $25 for a child. The “White Eyes” arrive in Santa Rita to arrange the total subjugation of the Apaches with the help of the local administration. As the mining company’s engineer explains to Santa Rita’s meek collaborationist sheriff, “There is no doubt that the directors want more copper and fewer Apaches.” The atrocity that sets Ulzana and his band on the warpath takes place during the annual distribution of relief flour, when 400 Mimbreños are collected in the town square. An army cannon is suddenly uncovered and fired into their midst and the survivors are systematically massacred by grinning, whisky-swigging Americans who callously tally up their scalp totals. Ulzana witnesses this bloodshed and, narrowly escaping, swears to his companion, “The revenge of the Apaches is as the course of the sun.”

APACHES is satisfying both as a tale of indigenous vengeance against an imperialist invader and as a well-crafted adventure film. Mitić’s horseback acrobatics and dextrous archery are a delight to behold, and the Mimbreños’ lamentations over their lost way of life are sure to make all but the most hardened hearts yearn for a life before—or after—capitalism.

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ROAR
Dir. Noel Marshall, 1981
USA, 102 min.

SATURDAY, AUGUST 9 – 7:30 PM
WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 13 – 7:30 PM
FRIDAY, AUGUST 29 – 7:30 PM

!!!BACK BY POPULAR DEMAND!!!

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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FOUR FILMS BY PAUL MORRISSEY

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Spectacle is thrilled to present four films by inimitable director Paul Morrissey: the trilogy consisting of FLESH, TRASH, and HEAT, and the superb WOMEN IN REVOLT.

Morrissey assembled a cast of fascinating New York personalities including Joe Dallesandro, transgender icons Candy Darling, Jackie Curtis, and Holly Woodlawn, Andrea Feldman and Jane Forth and proceeded to shatter bourgeois sensibilities with unrestrained sex, nudity, and drug use, free-floating expressions of gender and sexuality and spot-on satirization of high society, among other things. Yet these films are no mere provocation. Writing, directing, photographing and editing the films himself with small budgets, Morrissey transposed his visions into anarchic, free-wheeling works of genius.

Morrissey’s approach to filmmaking involved shooting piecemeal over time, on weekends or at night, and coming up with new scenarios as he went along. There is improvisation within scenes among the actors, but the fact that Morrissey himself improvised his own writing process, using what he’d just filmed to inform the material he would shoot next, resulted in films which are remarkably alive, full of chaos, humor and “reality”. His actors play themselves (or their public personas), and he shapes the loose, episodic material into works which possess their own internal cohesion and bear his remarkable style. Morrissey succeeds in doing much more than others who merely captured or regurgitated an idealized cultural milieu; he created truly great and fitting art from the downtown underground scene itself.


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FLESH
Dir. Paul Morrissey, 1968
USA, 105 min.

THURSDAY, AUGUST 7 – 10:00 PM
TUESDAY, AUGUST 12 – 7:30 PM
FRIDAY, AUGUST 22 – 7:30 PM
SUNDAY, AUGUST 31 – 5:00 PM

Featuring Joe Dallesandro, Candy Darling, Jackie Curtis, Patti D’Arbanville and Geri Miller.

In FLESH, the first of Paul Morrissey’s trilogy which also includes Trash and Heat, Joe Dallesandro is roused out of bed to go and earn money prostituting himself, so that his wife can pay for her girlfriend’s abortion. He visits clients, teaches a new guy the ropes and feeds his (real life) baby crackers on the floor, completely naked, of course. Coming full circle, he ends up back in his bed trying to get some sleep while his wife and her girlfriend have sex.

The first several minutes of FLESH feature Joe Dallesandro sleeping, and they’re captivating. Dallesandro (Little Joe never once gave it away. Everybody had to pay and pay…) became a sex symbol for the gay and straight alike, with Vincent Canby writing, “His physique is so magnificently shaped that men as well as women become disconnected at the sight of him.”


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TRASH
Dir. Paul Morrissey, 1970
USA, 110 min.

THURSDAY, AUGUST 7 – 7:30 PM
SUNDAY, AUGUST 17 – 5:00 PM
FRIDAY, AUGUST 22 – 10:00 PM

Featuring Joe Dallesandro, Holly Woodlawn, Andrea Feldman and Geri Miller.

In TRASH, the second film in Paul Morrissey’s trilogy, Joe Dallesandro is a heroin addict and burglar who can’t get it up thanks to junk. Holly Woodlawn makes her screen debut as Joe’s sexually-frustrated girlfriend/roommate. Woodlawn collects garbage for their ratty basement room in the Lower East Side, tries to get welfare by faking a pregnancy and preys on a teenaged boy from the suburbs who stops in to buy some grass. Meanwhile, Joe breaks into Jane Forth’s upscale apartment and surprises her there, and she can’t wait to see a real live junkie shoot up.

Upon the release of TRASH, George Cukor (a Lower East Side native) petitioned the Academy to formally nominate Holly Woodlawn for best actress for her role in the film. Needless to say, this went nowhere.

Warning: contains scenes of actual IV drug use (and simulated overdose).


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HEAT
Dir. Paul Morrissey, 1972
USA, 102 min.

FRIDAY, AUGUST 1 – 7:30 PM
SUNDAY, AUGUST 10 – 7:30 PM
SATURDAY, AUGUST 23 – 10:00 PM
THURSDAY, AUGUST 28 – 7:30 PM

Featuring Joe Dallesandro, Sylvia Miles and Andrea Feldman. With music by John Cale.

For the third film in Morrissey’s trilogy, the filmmaker takes his coterie to Los Angeles for a sun-drenched parody of SUNSET BOULEVARD by way of Avenue B. Joe Dallesandro plays a former child star who lives in an LA motel and hustles to get by, pleasuring his repulsive landlady in exchange for a rent discount. Chain-smoking Sylvia Miles is a past-her-prime star with four ex-husbands and a big house in the hills who would love to keep Joe as her pet, except that her crazy daughter (Andrea Feldman) keeps getting in the way.

Feldman’s character is erratic and emotionally volatile, a role for which she was unfortunately well-suited. After having a smaller role in TRASH, she both anticipated and dreaded the fame she expected would follow the release of HEAT. Three weeks before the film’s premiere, she summoned a group of friends and ex-boyfriends to the living room of her parents’ 14th floor apartment and then proceeded to jump out the window in what she called her “final starring role.”


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WOMEN IN REVOLT
Dir. Paul Morrissey, 1971
USA, 97 min.

MONDAY, AUGUST 4 – 10:00 PM
THURSDAY, AUGUST 14 – 10:00 PM
SATURDAY, AUGUST 23 – 7:30 PM
THURSDAY, AUGUST 28 – 10:00 PM

Featuring Candy Darling, Jackie Curtis, Holly Woodlawn and Jane Forth. With music by John Cale.

What do you mean “Come down off the trapeze and into the sawdust”? That’s circus talk.

Three of the most indelible transgender icons of all time play militant feminists in this incredible film which is so much more than parody. Jackie Curtis and Holly Woodlawn have had it with men and their foul ways, so they join a militant feminist organization called PIG (Politically Involved Girls). Candy Darling is a wealthy socialite from Park Avenue (or Long Island – they can’t keep it straight) who they draw into the group to give it legitimacy, but it turns out that she’s having an incestuous relationship with her brother. Regardless, the three quickly become enemies: “I could just plunge a knife right into her back.” “Oh no, it’s too bloody!” “Well, I could do it and just not look.” Holly Woodlawn becomes a Bowery bum and Jackie Curtis can’t stop hiring male prostitutes, while Candy becomes a famous actress: “I’m sick of incest and lesbianism. I’m ready for Hollywood.”

After WOMEN IN REVOLT previewed on 59th Street, it was protested by a feminist organization, who mistook the film for a caricature of feminism rather than a caricature of the popular discourse around feminism, not to mention a caricature of traditional gender roles. Candy Darling reportedly declared, “Who do these dykes think they are anyway? Well, I just hope they all read Vincent Canby’s review in today’s Times. He said I look like a cross between Kim Novak and Pat Nixon. It’s true – I do have Pat Nixon’s nose.”

Trigger Warning: This film contains depictions of sexual assault.

FINAL FLESH

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FINAL FLESH
Dir. Vernon Chatman
USA, 71 min.

TUESDAY, MARCH 8 – 10:00 PM
WEDNESDAY, MARCH 16 – 10:00 PM
FRIDAY, MARCH 25 – MIDNIGHT
SUNDAY, MARCH 27 – 7:30 PM

PURCHASE TICKETS HERE

Writer/director Vernon Chatman of PFFR (WONDER SHOWZEN, XAVIER: RENEGADE ANGEL) discovered the existence of “websites whereupon one can hire professional porn production companies to do the sick and custom bidding of your panting loins’ darkest yearn.” He chose four different custom-porn-making sites, and submitted segments of a highly detailed script, or as he called it, his “purest truths”, to each of them. The results form the “8-part prepocolyptic triptych in D minor” (or perhaps the 4-part “cinematic exquisite corpse”) that is FINAL FLESH.

This epic and disturbing saga cannot be adequately explained or summarized, but by way of an attempt, it concerns the Pollard family (who shape-shift in their representation by the four different smutmakers).

The family is calmly discussing their impending death by atom bomb when Mrs. Pollard recounts a dream in which she sensually bathes herself in the “Tears of Neglected Children”. Daughter Pam goes to the Psycho Sexual Burn-Ward (the bathroom) and reads the Koran on the toilet: “Yahweh ordered a double-latte. When the barista handed it to him, it was too hot, so Yahweh threw it in the janitor’s face. The end.” Pam then gives birth to an egg (“this is so hot”) and a piece of raw steak which she names Mr. Peterson and breastfeeds. Mrs. Pollard and Pam then hatch a plan to convince their patriarch to return to the womb (“get up in there”), before Mrs. Peterson recounts her life’s regret: “I didn’t want to have a family, I wanted to murder the president. I wanted to use his blood to oil the machinery of capitalism.” The atom bomb drops but the adventure continues as they re-emerge in God’s womb, reincarnated as a different set of amateur porn actors…

If FINAL FLESH is not the greatest film of the 21st century, then I just creamed in my demon. “It’s the same thing every Thanksgiving. Remember?”

THE LEFT-HANDED WOMAN

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THE LEFT-HANDED WOMAN
a.k.a. Die linkshändige Frau
Dir. Peter Handke, 1978
West Germany, 119 min.
In German and French with English subtitles.

SATURDAY, AUGUST 2 – 7:30 PM
WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 13 – 10:00 PM
SUNDAY, AUGUST 24 – 7:30 PM

Peter Handke, one of the most celebrated Austrian writers of the post-war generation, was primarily a playwright and a novelist, but he also tried his luck in the cinema. Between 1971 and 1992 he directed four feature films and worked on the screenplays for THE GOALIE’S ANXIETY AT THE PENALTY KICK (1972), THE WRONG MOVE (1975), and WINGS OF DESIRE (1987), all for Wim Wenders to direct. THE LEFT-HANDED WOMAN is Handke’s second self-adaptation, this time directed by himself and produced by Wenders.

Despite boasting an international cast, THE LEFT-HANDED WOMAN is an understated and unadorned portrayal of a single mother’s quotidian life, comparable in its sensibility to some of the work of Margarethe von Trotta, Helke Sander, and Helma Sanders-Brahms. Edith Clever (the star of Eric Rohmer’s Kleist adaptation, The Marquise of O) plays Marianne, a German living in Paris with her young son, Stefan. Her husband Bruno Ganz (WINGS OF DESIRE, THE AMERICAN FRIEND, DOWNFALL) returns from Helsinki, where he has spent several months and learned only one word in Finnish: olut (‘beer’). After a night of luxurious squandering in a hotel restaurant—where Bruno admires the centuries-old feudal tradition that headwaiter Michael Lonsdale (Truffaut’s STOLEN KISSES, Marcel Hanoun’s SPRING) represents—Marianne tells Bruno they should separate. The film is thus framed as a chronicle of this new turn in Marianne’s life: she resumes working as a translator, oscillates between resentment and tenderness toward her son, dreads Bruno’s increasingly aggressive visits, and becomes closer with Franziska, a German expatriate elementary school teacher played by Angela Winkler (Schlöndorff’s THE LOST HONOR OF KATHARINA BLUM).

Like the films of another part-time-cinéaste author, Marguerite Duras, THE LEFT-HANDED WOMAN is characterized by very deliberate pacing and precise, measured dialogue. But unlike Duras, Handke’s film is punctuated with sight gags, like Marianne in high heels walking on stilts in her living room and a cameo by a europunk Gérard Depardieu. There is also a walk-on part for Rüdiger Vogler (Wenders’ ALICE IN THE CITIES, von Trotta’s THE GERMAN SISTERS) as a milquetoast actor. In all its sparseness, THE LEFT-HANDED WOMAN is an exceptionally moving film about escaping from oppressive relationships, reactivating stagnating ones, and becoming open to new ones.