Last Thursday night at the Apple Store in Soho, a panel of directors and filmmakers spoke to a small, but attentive, audience of fans and film bloggers (most, one and the same). Moderated by Eugene Hernandez of indieWIRE (my "daily paper" of choice) and hosted by Matt Dentler, producer of South by Southwest (where all of these directors got their first taste of acceptance and praise for their work), Joe Swanberg, Greta Gerwig (who, refreshingly admitted how much fun she was having with her new-found "fame"), Aaron Katz and Aaron Hillis talked to the audience about DIY everything--creating, writing, producing, directing, acting, editing, and distributing. At once inspirational and reassuring, this talented group takes collaboration to new heights in how they work--working with crews from two to five people, all of whom they know intimately; editing footage pretty much daily to help them write the script as they go; bringing a non-artificial freshness to performing in front of the camera as the actors graphically show, both physically and emotionally, how we all hunger for the same things. If only we could figure out what the fuck those are.
Shown clips from everyone's films, the audience also got to ask questions of the panelists, and two lucky winners of the "sweepstakes" got two free passes each to next year's SXSW fest in Austin--nice prize from the generous Matt Dentler, who said that when he started as a programmer at SXSW almost 10 years ago, he was intent on avoiding programming "Sundance's leftovers," and assiduously looked for and found some cinematic voices out there that were doing something truly transcendent and gave them exposure and press at his fest. And beyond.
Playing currently at the IFC Center is The New Talkies: Generation DIY--a series of films that includes Hannah Takes the Stairs, Kissing on the Mouth (which I'm seeing this evening), Quiet City (based on one of the clips they showed at the panel event made me want to see this film), Funny Ha Ha, Young American Bodies (an episodic web series of Swanberg's), The Puffy Chair, Dance Party, USA, LOL, and more, from August 22 through September 4--a summer's end treat of films that, according to a lot of peers, speak to a generation that hasn't quite seen itself this accurately portrayed in movies until watching these.
Afterwards, a lot of film bloggers that write for indieWIRE and various other filmmakers and fans gathered at a local pub to talk some more about what gets us excited about film.
Agnes Varnum and I hung out with Tom Hall for a bit--what a lovely guy! He gave us a synopsis of his crazy, but amazing career, as film programmer, producer, and writer (one of my faves), and personally invited me to the Sarasota Film Festival party being held at the Toronto International Film Fest in a couple of weeks. And there was an invitation in my email box the next morning, amazingly enough. I would be there in a heartbeat except that I'll be deep into the upcoming IFP Market and blogging for Filmmaker Magazine's web site blog on the Documentary Spotlight programming and events happening from the market and conference. Can't wait. A bit of irony in attending this as press since a project I submitted to the market was turned down for the second year in a row. Bitter? Um, a little. Being invited to Sundance with said project salved the wound a bit, as you can imagine.
Also, met and chatted with Michael Tully, Mark Rabinowitz (who ranted all evening about "The Gawker"), Doug Block, Eugene Hernandez, Brian Brooks, Stu VanAirsdale, Karina Longworth (who appeared for a nanosecond--really, I just barely got a glimpse of a small brunette with cats-eye spectacles lurking against the wall and hoping not to be noticed, even though there were several of us who were looking forward to seeing the ever-elusive Spout-mistress), and various other indie film writers and supporters. It was nice to meet, in person, all of these people whom I've read regularly over the years, written for, or have just been admiring from afar. We were, oddly enough, a bit shy with one another and everyone felt a bit weird--we are talking about writers, after all. (I guess it was kind of like meeting someone you've met on an online dating service--lots of charisma in cyberspace, but then, uh oh, real life. Beer and other alcoholic beverages helped greatly).
The evening (for me, at least) ended with listening to one hell of a conversation between filmmakers, Doug Block and Arin Crumley, as they shared war stories about making movies. Old guard and new had a lot to say and said, more than once, that each admired the other's work greatly. More about my thoughts about Swanberg and co. and, specifically, Kissing in a bit.
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