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FILM: Topp Twins – The Untouchable Girls
FILMMAKER: Leanne Pooley
REVIEWER: Becky Beamer
This documentary is true kiwiana. If you aren’t sure what that is – I guess you’ll have to watch. The documentary was shown prime time on NZ Channel 1. It’s a free channel here in New Zealand. Actually, this documentary has taken nearly $2 million at the NZ Box Office making it the Top Documentary Film ever released in New Zealand !
Summary: Leanne Pooley’s documentary – offers a revealing look into the lives of the world’s only yodeling lesbian twin country-and-western singers.
The documentary was shot and composed in a very traditional manner and thus a bit dry. But, it was watchable because the twins have a good story. They are unique and special. I found myself downloading a few of their songs from iTunes. If you notice them coming to a folk festival near you – most definitely check them out!
The official website and trailer for the movie: http://topptwins.com/tv-and-film/untouchable-girls
Twins Rule !
3 out of 5 Cheers
b.b (I may be a Twin)
FILMMAKER: Frederick Wiseman
REVIEWED BY: Kathleen B. Jones
I’ve been on the road non-stop since August. Finally got home this weekend and first thing I wanted to do was go see a doc in a movie theater. I dragged my fella to go see Frederick Wisemen’s new film “Boxing Gym.” I felt sorry that I made him sit through it with me.
“Boxing Gym” takes place at a boxing gym – shocking right? – it’s a gym in Austin, Texas with a diverse clientele ranging from children to the elderly, women and men, all races, who love to come into the gym and box. The audience gets to be very familiar with the rhythm of the gym, the sound of punches, the increased skill of the characters. That’s neat. For an hour.
Frederick Wisemen is a known master documentary filmmaker. Recently, he was the honoree at Silverdocs, the DC area’s biggest documentary film festival. I know all that, but I have actually seen very few of his films. They are not available on Netflix, they are only seen in the occasional library, once in awhile on PBS, and in theaters. His style is pure cinema verite, i.e. filming what happens with no narration, no music, no additional lighting or sound effects. It’s considered to be the most “true to life” style of filmmaking.
After an hour of no storyline, no sound but boxing and chatting, and no music, you get wicked bored. I love the idea of pure cinema verite. But in practice it’s just not much cooler than actually living.
I watch documentaries to experience a new life. These characters in “The Boxing Gym” are just normal people – you know, people who like to work out, but that’s it. Again, it’s neat for a bit. It’s good to have a minute where you are present in a scene and really look at what happens in life around you. But after an hour of someone else’s perfectly normal life passing by on a screen you start thinking, “Um, I could be outside experiencing my perfectly normal life instead of sitting here in this chair watching some guy jump rope.”
Nothing much happening. Nothing’s at stake, nothing’s really changing. And frankly, being stuck in a tiny gym for two hours – it’s actually kind of claustrophobic. It’s not unlike watching someone type on a computer for about two hours straight. There’s a rhythm to the typing, and a beauty to some of the angles, but do you really want to watch it for two hours? And pay $11 for the privilege?
But I will give credit to the film because I did go home and try out some of the boxing moves I watched in the film – and I realized that it is pretty fun. Boxing would be cool. I might try it sometime. Maybe I did get a little something out of it. So 1) you are person who likes boxing or are curious about it – you should watch this film or 2) you are a student of documentary film who wants to learn more about cinema verite – you should watch this film. But if you are 3) a person who believes that if they spend $11 on something you should get some entertainment on that value – yeah, skip it.
–Two out of five cheers
–Kathleen B. Jones (Katy J)
FILM: Deep Water
FILMMAKER: Louise Osmond & Jerry Rothwell
REVIEWED BY: Kathleen B. Jones
I am on a bit of a nautical kick lately. Recently watched Deep Water. This 2006 film follows the story of a yacht race round the world. I should preface with rather a sad failure of a yacht race round the world. In 1969, in a twisted race of torture that humans sometimes like to create for the themselves, a race was created for who could conduct a solo circumnavigation of the globe – without ever stopping. So, to be clear, you are talking about months at sea alone with nothing but ocean. I like to be alone sometimes, but this is intense personal solitude.
There are nine people crazy enough to enter, and most of them fail. Some are dead. And one crazy fool named Donald Crowhurst enters with almost no sea experience and completely mortgages himself to the hilt in order to do it, leaving himself and his young family destitute if he fails.
The film is fascinating, because with no tools other than 60’s archival footage, a few interviews from people still alive four decades after this insanity, and some actors reading journals, the film creates a sense of extreme tension and drama. And I found myself chewing through nails unable to sleep. I don’t want to give it away, but it’s a true adventure film. At the same time a testament to the greatest of human acheivement and the depths of human foolishness. One of the best archival films I’ve ever seen.
Four out of five cheers.
Warning – this is a total spoiler review –
Just hooked up Netflix streaming to the TV – and went crazy all Memorial Day weekend with all the cool stuff I could watch instantly.
One of the docs you too can watch instantly is “Kurt and Courtney.” Like most teen angsters in the 90s, I was (am) a Nirvana fan. So I’m curious about the subject. I was also curious about the filmmaker, Nick Broomfield who is repeatedly quoted in every book on documentary film that I own. (If you know me, you know I’ve got at least more than one book on documentary film.) So I was as curious about him as I was about “Kurt and Courtney.”
This film is kind of a sucker punch. It really got a reaction out of me. Nick Broomfeld does a first person narration through the whole film – I believe I may have mentioned how much I generally hate first person narrators. He’s driving around telling us about who he wants to interview, where we are, what we’ve learned about Kurt Cobain…yammer, yammer, yammer. And the people he’s interviewing generally seem a bit off their rocker. As you meet more people from Cobain’s life – the more you think, “Wow. He was surrounded by nuts.” (Except his sweet Aunt Mary, you really kind of wish you had a sweet Aunt Mary).
So I spent the first half of the film kind of hating it. I was really mad at Nick Broomfield for making me watch a film that goes nowhere. I wasn’t learning anything I didn’t already know about Kurt Cobain – everytime things got interesting, Nick Broomfield would say something like, “Well, I would have interviewed this guy…but Courtney Love stopped me,” or “I would have played a song, but Courtney Love gave me injunction,” “I would have flown here, but Courtney Love scared away my funders.” And then, “I would have interviewed so and so…but Courtney Love threatened her with death.” What?
So halfway in – this movie takes a turn, and you get where fearless leader Nick’s been taking you. Courtney Love really pissed off Nick Broomfield during the making of this film. So since she won’t let him make a film about Kurt (& Courtney) – he makes a film about Nick & Courtney, making sure the audience knows every way she gets in the way of his freedom of speech. He includes every conceivable way she may have hurt people in the past. And includes recordings where she threatened music journalists with death if they wrote bad stuff about her, and scared one so bad she left town.
At the end of the film she is the invited speaker at the ACLU – the celebrated litigators of freedom of speech. Nick Broomfield puts it to the test – and after her speech HE GETS UP ON STAGE and questions the ACLU for having someone he feels is antithetic to freedom of speech as the guest speaker. The irony of his being escorted from the stage for freely expressing his opinion at an ACLU meeting – is frankly beyond awe-inspiring. And strangely, I kind of loved this film.
I didn’t learn anything much new about Kurt and Courtney. But I do know that I will never ever cock-block Nick Broomfield. And he may be the most punk filmmaker I have ever seen.
–3 out of 5 cheers