Though I am Hispanic by birth, my grasp on my culture can at
best be called nearly non-existent.Though I was born and grew up in El Paso, TX, I had next to no cause to
venture over the border, and some limited inquisitiveness on my part at that
young age did not spur me to talk to my extended family members about what life
was like on the other side of the border.
One of the cheesier nods to my Mexican heritage that I do
recall was a kitschy painting of matador lying on the ground, his cape or his
blood pooled beneath him (a cheap knockoff of this painting,
I believe).It was, outside of a
particular Bugs Bunny cartoon,
the only exposure I'd ever had to anything related to the sport of
bullfighting.
Which may be part of why seeing The Matador at SXSW so captured my imagination.This spectacularly filmed documentary from
Stephen Higgins and Nina Gilden Seavy passionately displays both the power,
majesty and tradition of this historical sport, but also gives fair time to the
perspectives that would see the sport banned outright for the brutal treatment
of the animals involved.
Maybe it’s because I’ve never toked up, and never really had
an interest in it, but stoner comedies are something I’ve never really been
drawn to.It is a genre that has held
only a passing interest for me, mainly to try and understand what my friends
are talking about when they riff on them.
So when I first saw the description ofHumboldt
County on the SXSW film schedule, I didn’t initially think I’d give the
story of an overachieving medical student (Jeremy Strong) who inadvertently
gets introduced to a community of pot growers sounded a spin.Schedules changed and it wound up being the
first thing I would see at the festival, a fact that in retrospect I am
thrilled came to be.
The movie isn’t a “stoner comedy”, but rather a comedy with
depth, warmth and real human drama that I could relate to and understand.It was possibly the most unexpected surprise
I had at the festival, and my hope is that the film gets picked up so that
others can experience the same surprise that I did.
After taking the film in I got to sit down with Danny Jacobs
and Darren Grodsky, the co-authors and directors of Humboldt County.What I
thought would be a simple talk about their movie turned into an enjoyable
explosion of film geekiness in talking about the films that influenced them,
some interesting discussion about the potential new meaning of “slacker”, and
the surprising sexual allure of “Six Feet Under”’s Frances Conroy, amongst
various topics.
I thought that I would hit a wall during South by Southwest, I really did. All those crowds, the emotional turmoil of choosing between bands, the nagging sense that maybe, somewhere, you're missing something... I've never grown out of that junior high paranoia of missing out - and it can get literally exhausting. With the hundreds of stellar artists playing around Austin, I worried that I'd go into hyper-checklist-clipboard mode, glancing over everybody else's shoulders to see what their personal line-up was, ping-ponging back and forth from different clubs without catching a single full set... or that I'd simply fray my overzealous nerves, and everyone would wonder what ever did happen to that nice anxious girl?
Lucky for me, SXSW is one big glass half-full. If you are absent from some rocking concert, it's probably because you've discovered another one. And if you look around and there aren't too many people surrounding you at that show, it makes a hell of a lot more sense to pat yourself on the back for your singular ingenuity, rather than get wrapped up worrying... why?
One of the most enjoyable things about attending SXSW as a
film fan is when a movie surprises you in a positive way.There are so many choices to pick through
when the schedule is released, it is easy to get coaxed into staying in a
comfort zone with genres that one is familiar with.Occasionally, though, someone or something
pushes you into taking a chance on movie you might not otherwise see.When the film lives up to and exceeds
expectations, the reward for the experience is sometimes richer than when I see
I know I'm going to like.
Shuttle falls into
that category.On the surface, it would
seem to be garden variety as thrillers go.Jules (Cameron Goodman) and Mel (Peyton List) have arrived back in their
hometown airport after a girls-only vacation.Having no one to pick them up given the late hour they board an airport
shuttle just looking to get home.What
they get is a second trip they never bargained for and one far more horrific
than they could have imagined.
Next week, I'll resume play-by-play action of the bands witnessed at SXSW 2008. For this edition, let's mix up the reviews with a few crowd observations. After all, this festival is noteworthy for the milling crowds it draws, too.
Ah, the things we do for music.
At Austin City Limits in September, we brave four days in the blazing sun, in the middle of a field, perpetually on the verge of heat exhaustion, cultivating insta-sweat stains on every thread of clothing.
Most people are familiar to some degree with the scientific
concept known as "the observer effect": that the act simply of observing a
phenomenon by necessity changes the phenomenon being observed.To a certain degree, that is a concern that
I have to consider any time I watch a documentary film.It is nearly impossible to accurately gauge
just how much, if any, affect a documentary filmmaker has had on his subjects
in the process making the film.
Are they putting on a show for the cameras?Playing up to their anticipated
audience?Or are they truly behaving as
they would have without the camera and filmmaker in play?It sometimes makes me wonder if perhaps Schroedinger
wasn't so much conducting a thought experiment as pitching a script.
Daniel Stamm's A
Necessary Death, which screened at SXSW this year, plays extensively with
this question in a fashion that elicits laughter, sorrow, anger and confusion
with surprising ease.As much as I
generally detest when a film is dscribed as "edgy", this film merits the
description ably because of how unconventionally it approaches its subject and
the process by which the film itself was made.
In A Necessary Death,
Gilbert (Gilbert John) is preparing to begin work on his senior project to
graduate from film school.He pitches
an idea to his friends Michael (Michael Traynor) and Valerie (Valerie Hurt) for
a most unusual documentary: Gilbert wants to find a subject who has decided to
commit suicide and follow them through the entire process, from planning to
execution (no pun intended).Michael
and Valerie have differing reservations about the ethical implications of the
project but agree to participate.
I was almost not going to submit commentary this week, just to prove a point: South by Southwest completely ravaged me. For four relentless nights and sleep-deprived days, it was go-go-go and a sort of vertigo upon stopping. (Where's the music? I can't feel my feet...)
The white of my left eye is a blood red spider-web, my metabolic system has shut down after a four day diet consisting almost exclusively of street cart pizza, Texas beer, and granola bars, and only just recently has the thick cloud of white noise around my head begun to dissipate. Those decibels really take a toll.
"the nerdcore
could rise up, it could get elevated
oh and wouldn't
all of those tough rappers hate it
if the nerdcore
rose up and got elevated?
we consider the
possibleness of this not overstated."
-MC
Frontalot, from the song "Nerdcore Rising"
I find it humorous
to consider that MC Frontalot may not have been able to foresee how prescient
he was about the film that focuses on his first US tour when he wrote those
lyrics.A packed house of enthusiastic
fans at the Alamo South Lamar greeted the nerdcore rapper and director Nagin
Farsad for the SXSW Premiere of the documentary Nerdcore Rising.The applause and laughter that came from the
audience during and after the film showed that the viewers' expectations for
the film were well met.
The nerdcore
phenomenon (rappers singing about dorkier fare than most hip-hop artists) is
something that I thought existed strictly within the video Weird Al did for
"White and Nerdy."Seeing the film, I
was surprised to find that the genre is bigger than I knew, with a fan base to
match.Seeing the turnout Frontalot
received at PAX (the Penny Arcade
Expo, a gaming conference spawned from the popular webcomic Penny Arcade), I realized that this is
something more than what some might dismiss as a novelty act.Frontalot is giving musical voice to a
previously unrepresented body, and Farsad captures the enthusiasm behind that
movement playfully in a fun documentary.
The day after the
premiere, I had a chance to sit down with Frontalot and Farsad and talk a bit
about the evolution of nerdcore.
Enrique Gomez:Is it
a testament to my being entranced by nerdcore that I want Harmonix to add the
bass guitar that Blak Lotus (Frontalot's bassist) plays as downloadable content
for Rock Band so that I can play it on my Xbox 360
Perhaps Steve James and Peter Gilbert's most noted
collaboration is the sports documentary Hoop
Dreams from 1994.It's tale of two
young men and their dreams of making it big playing basketball is poignant for
how it captures lives in the present and depicts their hopes and struggles with
adversity.It ranks in my mind not only
as one of the greatest sports films
ever made, but simply amongst the best films, period.
With their new work At
the Death House Door, premiering on IFC May 29th, James and
Gilbert provide a look into the past work of a man I find to be living proof
that God walks among us and works through us, and two others who do some of the
most important work a journalist can do.Getting an opportunity to sit with all of them at SXSW to talk about
this exceptional film augmented my already healthy respect for all of them in
ways I could not have imagined.
Holy hell, Quirkee is sending me to South By Southwest Music Fest - a responsibility I welcome with the noblest intentions and the loftiest of goals. If I can't actually convince a band to give me a leg up on a stage for a guest solo (in which case I plan to have the lead singer hold my camera and take pictures of me rocking out with the gang) I'll certainly do everything I can to nudge, charm, connive, and elbow my way to the front of the crowds for the most in-your-face commentary and perspiration-splotched photographs. These crowds will be largely out-of-towners, anyway. I don't mind stepping on a few designer shoes and sinking a few elbows into rib cages - my own version of a good old-fashioned Texas welcome - to get what I want.
Besides my ruthlessness, I'm fairly certain I qualified for this responsibility based on my own awe-inspiring musical career. For those of you who somehow hadn't heard, in college, I was, of course, the musical director for an all-female a cappella group. That's right. Boy, did we rock. We did a rendition of "Travelin' Soldier" that would make the Dixie Chicks cry. In a good way.
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