To all you devoted "Boredom at its Boredest" readers, I apologize for my silence these past few weeks. But have no fear, I'm just about all the way back up in this mugg. At the moment, I'm regrouping in Maryland, but when I return to NYC tomorrow evening full normalcy will be restored (if, by normalcy, you mean eating one slice of pizza a day and wondering how next month's rent is going to be paid).
While I was gone, several new films were released. I wish I had been able to plug them when it was even more timely, but actual life got in the way, and for that I apologize (yes, I actually do have a life, contrary to what this sight might lead you to believe). And so, let us begin...
Minutes ago, I just finished watching THE ROAD TO GUANTANAMO for the very first time. It moved me very much, but I wonder if experiencing it in a theatrical--and especially festival--setting would have made it even more affecting. Still, I think it's a vital, devastating work.
Which leads us to James Longley's IRAQ IN FRAGMENTS, another documentary that takes a far more poetic approach to its material. Longley wears almost every single hat with this film, and he wears each one very well. I have always been more drawn to films that don't preach or smack the viewer in the face, and IRAQ IN FRAGMENTS never crosses the line. My only criticism is that I think it could have been even more powerful if it weren't a full 95 minutes. Still, that's nitpicking. If I think about its peak moments, the rest goes away. Hopefully humane works like this will find an audience and bridge the gap between stubborn conservatives and condescending liberals. I'm still searching for that humanistic party. Anyone out there?
On a different side of the non-fiction spectrum, there's Steve Anderson and his aptly titled FUCK. I have to confess, I still haven't seen it, but I plan to do that as soon as I get back to NYC within the next few days. You should also read Steve's blog, which you can access through the film's website. It's a fun read.
Finally, I should be back in time for tomorrow night's DANCE PARTY USA bash at Galapagos from 9-12. Go here for details. The film opens at the Pioneer on Wednesday, which is when I'm seeing it for the very first time (I know, shame on me).
Very lastly, get ready gang. I know how much my recent absence has saddened you, so I worked doubly hard while at the Cucalorus Film Festival to bring you what might very well go down as this site's best photo blog EVER. You'll see what I mean when I post it, which will hopefully happen tomorrow. Granted, this might only be cool to like two people, but for the two of you out there who are as dorky as I am, I can promise that it will blow your dorky little minds. I still can't believe that it even happened.