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Tuesday, November 17, 2009
FOR THE LOVE OF MOVIES: An Interview with Critic/Director Gerald Peary
The following is the full transcript of an interview conducted in early November with Gerald Peary, Boston Phoenix film critic and the man behind the documentary, FOR THE LOVE OF MOVIES: THE STORY OF AMERICAN FILM CRITICISM.
Aaron Graham: What initiated the project?
Gerald Peary: Many-a-year ago, at the Toronto Film Festival, (Canadian documentarian) Ron Mann and I were at lunch - I actually worked as an informal story editor for him. He’d been impressed by my ability, so he made this offer that he would executive produce something if I had a topic that I would like to make a movie about.
Immediately, I was excited and told him I wanted to make something about barbecuing – that could be my first feature. And he asked me what I meant. I told him I wanted to make a film about barbecue and these guys who get up in the middle of the night to go into pits and use special sauces, and to document this phenomenon that happens all around the world.
He said, “Nah, I don’t think so. That’s not a film you should make. What you should make is a film about film critics, because that’s what you really know.”
So, Ron was the person who came up with the idea and was the original executive producer. But, since I am an American, at some point we ran into money issues, because he was hoping to fund it through
With him as executive producer, we shot the first few months of the film, and then I bought the footage and continued on making the movie myself.
AG: And then you had to continue with very off-the-cuff interviews?
GP: Well, it was at that point that the film became very, very low budget.
My wife, Amy Geller, a producer on the film, would just find a film festival with lots of critics and we would go with a camera and talk to people.
I would get the festival to cover me being there, and then she would arrive, sharing the hotel room. We couldn’t go to a fest where we weren’t actually put up by the festival itself.
When Ron was involved, we actually had more money so we could plan for a bit. The first thing in the movie is the end of the movie -- inside the
Then, we went to
That was the footage we had and the rest we just had to scramble to get.
We went to SXSW several times, and whoever was there we filmed, but the biggest one was when we went to
So there were critics who never got in there, and who were actually kind of pissed off later that I never talked to them. So it was pretty arbitrary - it’s not that we could choose the people, and I’m sure there are 10-15 other articulate critics that could have made the film if they were in the right place at the right moment.
AG: Did you try to arrange an interview with (New York Press critic) Armond White?
GP: Yes, actually. Armond was on the next wave when Ron left the project. We were going to do two more days, but when Ron left, Armond couldn’t do it. But he certainly would have been a really interesting person to have in the movie – the loose cannon of all critics, who will say exactly what he thinks in the moment, very spontaneous and not at all guarded. It would have been some great colorful stuff.
AG: And there was no question of doing something with Pauline Kael, as she was quite sickly at the time you began?
GP: Yes, she had Parkinson’s when I began and was quite ill, so I would never try to arrange something. But I met her twice in my life – once, when she came through
But we used TV footage and interviews that are rare and people just haven’t seen, including the McNeil-Lehrer report with Woody Allen. She has a daughter named Gina James who cooperated with the film and provided pictures of Pauline Kael and knew about this really obscure interview for South Carolina Educational television – so we contacted the TV station and got this interview that nobody’s seen in forever, since it first aired.
AG: And Sarris?
GP: We simply went to Sarris’s apartment in
People watch the movie and can’t figure out whether I’m with Sarris or Kael - where I fall on, but the answer is: I was a Sarrisite when I was a young student at NYU. There was Sarris every week in Village Voice, and The American Cinema came out around that time. He was my first influence. I read Kael a few years later and she was the second person. But I’m not a Paulette, but I’m a sorta Sarrisite.
Not that I don’t think Kael is terrific - I’m just not an acolyte like a lot of others.
AG: One of the most intriguing moments in the film for me was J. Hoberman speaking out about Kael, and the idea in that in actually reading her reviews, you could tell she could see from the auteurist lens.
GP: Yes - that she was even more of an auteurist, which is probably true. The people who are associated as being Paulettes were much more vehement about the directors they cared about: De Palma, people like Spielberg - a key figure - and Altman. But odd ones like Ron Shelton and people like Philip Kaufman, who are often associated with Pauline’s worldview. They’re championed by these same people.
AG: Do you wish the section on Manny Farber could be a bit longer?
GP: Farber was one person who I couldn’t interview. I don’t know him, but it seems every other critic on earth seemed to be his pal, but I never met the guy.
I talked to his wife Patricia, who collaborated on his later stuff, and she was trying to get him to work with me.
Once I just called his number and I think he said two words on the phone – “Go away”. There was - at one point - the idea to go to his house and have him interviewed, but it didn’t work out. But I also think he was elderly and perhaps not speaking with quite the same fluidity – but this is just a total guess. So we ended up using the San Francisco Film Fest footage. There’s missing footage of him speaking at Telluride with Jimmy Stewart, from maybe ten – fifteen years ago, but we couldn’t locate it. That would have been great.
AG: What kind of extras can we expect on the DVD?
GP: It’s just come out, and there are 40 minutes of extras: my favorite is John Waters talking about his favorite gay critic, Parker Tyler, an author who began in the 1940s. His stuff is completely inscrutable, but I love inscrutable. Waters says that you can’t be gay unless you know Parker Tyler.
We also have more Ebert on the thumbs up and down way of reviewing. And more Stanley Kaufmann, the dean of criticism, who’s in his 90s and still writing for The New Republic. All in all, maybe 40 more minutes.
AG: Do you foresee a day in the future when criticism will only exist online?
GP: I’m afraid so. Not that I’m criticizing the writers online, it’s just that I’ve been a print person my whole life. I’m used to sitting in the morning in my big chair with the paper and a cup of coffee – and, to me, that’s what life is all about. But I think it’s very obvious we’re moving away from print to an internet world. That’s the reality. There are just too many damn critics on the web and, although there are some really, really good ones - including young ones – there’s just an ocean of reviewing that’s very hard to swim towards your way to critics who mean something. To me, the most important thing is to get to people to go to movies. Maybe the internet works for niche and horror movies, but the influence just isn’t there like it used to be. And that makes me sad.
I’m despaired about how little reviews matter, but the Boston Phoenix has its share of erudite critics who know so much that it’s a shame it’s not influential.
Word count has gone down as the paper shrank, like every other. In its heyday, like, say, 1978, the
I don’t blame the
AG: What would you say are the prerequisites of being a strong critic?
GP: The biggest thing is be an incredibly good writer, which is often forgottenabout. And to have your own style. But the biggest word for me is “contextualize”. People who can see movies and put it in terms of history or politics or literature and the other arts, also in terms of filmmakers and director’s careers or genres.
There’s a great quote from Richard Linklater in the film – about how he can smell in the second paragraph of a review if the reviewer’s got it – a knowledge about his movie, his career, genre, and other movies. That’s what you need to do. Whether it’s good or bad is oftentimes the least interesting or important part for me.
AG: Who do you read yourself?
GP: I’m in
AG: And you’re self-distributing the film yourself?
GP: Yes, we’re self-distributing by choice, which is not what the history of the world has been. Usually you get a distributor and kiss the distributor and walk away relieved. We’ve had interest, but we figured we’d do it ourselves, through AE Films, which is myself and my wife Amy.
[Finally, after the interview ended, Peary has some thoughts about the Canadian city in which I presently reside.]
GP: I’ve been trying forever to
For even more information on FOR THE LOVE OF MOVIES: THE STORY OF AMERICAN FILM CRITICISM, go to: http://www.fortheloveofmovies.net/
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Monday, October 26, 2009
Nigel Kneale's BEASTS: During Barty's Party (Don Leaver, 1976) UK
I’ve binged on all six episodes this week, all of which uphold a shrewd, shared, (if interpretive) purview that the obvious title hints at. In mixed combos, each story contrasts man’s inherent, under-the-surface bestial nature alongside a supernaturalized member of the animal kingdom that has somehow learned to attack back.
[Digression: well, all of them apart from “The Dummy” -– where an actor in a monster suit goes berserk while filming a horror movie sequel on a Bray Studios-esque soundstage; the underlying cause of his madness is his discovery that the man who ran away with his wife and child has landed a bit part. In “The Dummy”, Kneale only concerns himself with the increasing lunacy of this mad individual and, for once, the overriding emotions are not due to the constant impingement of omnipotent creature(s), whether real, imagined or of a more ghostlike nature.]
Back to “During Barty’s Party”: Roger and Angie Truscott (Anthony Bate, Elizabeth Sellars) are an older married couple who reside not-so-contently in the countryside. Returning home late from the office, Roger finds Angie frantically unnerved due to the combination of what she suspects was an afternoon nightmare and the possible threat of an idling automobile parked just outside their home. (Roger reasons the car’s just packed with teenagers-on-the-make, but a more sinister rationale is later offered.)
Instantly disagreeable with one another, they begin an unreasonable feud that mounts as the horror element is appended.
The two tune into the radio call-in show of the title -- Barty’s Party –- and listen to its self-satisfied host addressing what seems to be the start of a plague of vermin. Much to Roger’s swelling belligerence, this leads Angie to the conclusion that this may be the source of the constant scratching underneath the floorboards.
Eventually, Roger will relent and admit that he, too, hears rats and Angie will call into Barty’s program, alert the host of her increasingly deafening problem -- before being systematically cut off when the rats chew through her telephone wires. Mishearing her last name (Truscott becomes
This leaves the Truscotts with a long night of awfulness ahead of them -– as the seemingly multiplying “super-rats” joked about by Barty scratch and masticate their way through to the living room.
“During Barty’s Party”, like the rest of “Beasts”, relies on theatricality in both the exaggerated acting and restricted sense of staging. Performances are embellished from the get-go, eventually becoming ecstatically crazed when the rampaging terror or otherworldly presence intrudes on the hapless people populating Kneale’s tales.
Perhaps out of place for Kneale is the witty use of pop music, with Lulu and The Luvvers’ cover of “Shout” sounding out from a Pye label 45 to drown out the incessant noises of the scraping of the pests. Some other rock tracks drone out during the radio show, but none have the impact of that initial blast of Lulu’s overexcited, raspy vocal stylizations.
The rats may never be glimpsed and the 50-minute episode never strays away from the downstairs area of the homestead, but there’s still an adequate sense of fear that breeds alone from the intensification of the sound design.
Though not as revolutionary as his Quatermass quartet of television plays, “During Barty’s Party” and “Beasts” is still top-form Kneale. It’s astounding to think that it’s only recently resurfaced in the past few years after originally airing in the 70s, all thanks to a Region 2 2-disc set (that thankfully includes PDF files of the Kneale teleplays).
If you’re to discount “Night Gallery” due to many of its uneven, tired conceptual entries (Serling’s own “Midnight Never Ends”, anyone?), “Beasts” may prove to be the most consistently note-perfect and thought-provoking and well-written anthology series of the 1970s, all thanks to the solitary, diabolical pen of Kneale and the astuteness into the more perturbed and hypocritical characteristics of humanity that his teleplays bear out.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Brief Notes on "Les Redoutables": Coup de vice (Claude Chabrol, 2001)
Written by relative neophytes Stéphane Gateau and Mathieu Guillermo, this lightly likable 8-minute segment – directed by Chabrol in-between NIGHTCAP [Merci pour le chocolat] (2000) and THE FLOWER OF EVIL [La fleur du mal] (2003) -- is all about subverting logical screen evidence, as a woman motorist (Sylvie Granotier) is put off by the inappropriate chatter of a hitchhiking man (Didier Bénureau) who sells screwdrivers out of a suitcase. The middle-aged paunchy fellow just can’t stop his misogynistic babblings about his horrid ex-wife and women at large, his time spent as a butcher (or, LE BOUCHER), nor can he refuse stealing glances at Grantoier’s bare neck. After a radio broadcast warns of a Screwdriver Madman on the loose, the man even postulates on the artery that the killer must have severed in order to induce death. Of course, in the macabre twist, the woman turns out to be the psychopath, and the man an unfortunate victim of his Big Mouth. She allows the corpse to take the blame post-mortem, thanks to the considerable coincidental proof located on the body and her ruse to get him dressed as the suspect.
Chabrol re-uses the audio of the hitchhiker’s vocal intonations of butchered pig-bleats on the cut just as the woman strikes with her unconventional weapon. Disassociating shot: the skin of the neck, seen from the hitchhiker’s perspective, the first one to break from the monotony of impartial shot-reverse-shot of the two’s dialogue. I guess this would be comparable to a minor “Hitchcock Presents”, an allusion Chabrol would no doubt favor.
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Tuesday, August 04, 2009
James Ellroy's "Blood on the Moon" (1984)
“If his seventeen years as a policeman had taught him anything, it was that your expectations diminished as you realized how thoroughly fucked-up the bulk of humanity was, and that you had to go on a hundred seemingly contradictory discourses to keep the major dreams alive”.
Now, if only James A. Harris had kept this crucial description in mind for COP (1988), his adaptation of James Ellroy's "Blood on the Moon" -- the book that would introduce the run-ragged, womanizing, generally all-around fascist detective sergeant Lloyd Hopkins, a character that would further be the subject of Ellroy's pen for two other rousing criminal manhunts, "Because The Night" and "Suicide Hill" -- his film would be better by tenfold.
Monday, July 20, 2009
Richard Matheson: "TV Legends" Interview
If you've got three-and-a-half hours to spend, you could do far worse than:
(I would embed, but the footage has been disabled on request -- with such stunning material, I can understand why.)
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