A new way to kill zombies in the cumming apocalypse. The Zombie Sucker
Movie #1 on my criterion quest.
Dir by Orson Welles
What a great and coincidental way to start my journey down the criterion rabbit hole. I won’t get into the characters or plot cause that can be read just about anywhere, instead I will share what I came out of it thinking and feeling.
This film at times bridges the gap between documentary and farce. I could not help but feel while watching it that he may in fact have unknowingly created the spark that lit reality TV’s fire.
Though Mr. Welles may have promised at the beginning of the film for the next hour to never tell a lie, any one more than a casual viewer could identify the “lies” of film-making everywhere. Often reverse shots in conversations where completed in separate locations, lines that were obviously taken out of context, and these liars present in the film ask to have us take their word without providing any sources. The fast-paced editing and clever guise of cinema verite just had to have given some soon-to-be MTV executives vast amounts of inspiration.
The movie was hard for me to take seriously at times— I had to imagine myself viewing as one might have in the time of it’s release. Our generation is far too aware of the trickery that goes on, as it is so rampant in our day-to-day media. The main characters in the film were part of the biggest lie of all— they were cast as famous fakers and presented as such almost undoubtedly. But ask yourself, have you ever heard mention of their names?
Though the film was so obviously calling itself out for its own lies, and making its lies fairly obvious to seasoned film viewers, there was still so much to take away from it. We often take the word of so-called “experts” or critics on what is worth our time in regard to beauty. With art, it should not matter who made what, or who said what about it. What should matter is how it affected you.
“If you hang some paintings that are fake in a museum for years, unknown to anyone they are fake, have they not become real?”
There was a long segment at the beginning of the film about men making sport out of gazing at women, and at the end of the film a completely fabricated story about Picasso involving the same woman, who was Orson’s lover. I may be totally off here, but I thought the beginning segment was a comment on the similarity to perceived female beauty and forgery. The woman that struts down the street in heels and a slim dress is no different than one of Elmyr’s fake Monets, and no less enticing to look at. We are a society of fakers, and there is beauty in that. Don’t let some critic or expert tell you there is not. If you value the beauty in front of you, it should not matter whose hand created it.
I also found it fitting to watch this film before starting a journey to watch a collection of films that have been deemed fit by “experts.”
Coming really soon.
Another video release this week. Shot on the RED Scarlet. First time working with that camera, despite it’s low light issues it was a real treat. Fun video shoot with lots of great people and old friends.
I have a couple videos coming out this month. Excited for the summer rush of work. There is big news around the corner for myself and my production company can’t wait to share.