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Making of “Marlboro Man” (by Hannes Schmidt, unknown date) 2016, Cortis and Sonderegger @ Bryce Wolkowitz Gallery
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Making of “Raising the Flag on Iwo Jima” (byJoe Rosenthal, 1945) 2014 @ Bryce Wolkowitz Gallery
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Making of “The Hindenburg Disaster” (by Sam Shere, 1937) Cortis and Sonderegger, 2014 @ Bryce Wolkowitz Gallery
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Making of “Last Photo of the Titanic Afloat” (by Frances Browne, 1912) Cortis and Sonderegger, 2014 @ Bryce Wolkowitz Gallery
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The roar of a dump truck to the left of me resembles a high-power shop vacuum. The wind is howling from all directions, moving from off the Hudson River and reverberating against buildings, forcing flimsy metal objects like traffic lights and other discerning objects to make a click-clack, similarly to what I’ve heard a flagpole make, or a sailboat mast, echoing again and again. Bulldozers squeak, large trucks roar and vrrrOoooOOOm as they accelerate through the intersections. I hear tools hitting the concrete with a hollownclink. Gears shifting, like air being released. Heavy doors creek open, releasing a bit of cheerful pop music from inside the cafe like unsealing a kid. Tourists speak in a language I don’t understand, probably deciding what to have for lunch. Dogs yip high pitched squeels and their collars jingle like belt buckles. HONKKKKK, another tractor trailer got cut off. Chuggga chuckaa jackhammer vibrates, shovels moving gravel, citibikes ding their awkward clunky bells. The shovel scrapes the pavement and sends a shiver through my spine. Jackhammer changes tone as it moves around different uneven surface areas. Pigeons flutter their wings in a panic. A hacksaw rings infront of me somewhere. “Thank you” somebody mumbled half heartedly as the heavy door was held open for them. UPS Truck backs up with a rhythmic beep beep beep beep beep. Somebody’s breaks need oil desperately, because they let out a high pitched wretched squeal as they slowed down. Mechanics are in an argument down the street, so I can’t make out what they’re saying. Construction workers, mechanics and taxi drivers all yell when they speak in normal conversation. Teamsters are setting up their radios. Delivery men on motorized bikes fart along by my left side. “Check that out and just bring it indoors!” Somebody yelled to somebody on the other side of their phone. The vacuum noise finally stops and you can hear the click clack who further. People making “cold” noises like “Brrugh” “hooo man”.
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Frank Film (1973)
This short film is composed of a couple different basic overlying themes and elements that, when played on top of each other, appear to give off a sort of psychedelic affect. The overlapping voices of the film maker’s autobiography is superimposed with another one or two recordings of him reciting sequential numbers and lists of names and objects of various themes.
The images follow display several Gestalt principles, including uniform connectedness, which I think is the most obvious of them all; similarity because of their related subject matter, color or shape; good continuity, because of the way they are synchronized. Sometimes they also demonstrate the figure-ground relationship with the way images are piled on top of each other. I did find the film overwhelming, as I was warned, but I also found it to be very dreamlike, and almost narcotic.
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Vampires of Poverty (Agarrando Pueblo)
What is fascinating about this film is the way that the satire is revealed at the end. For most of the film, you think that you’re viewing some sort of documentary within a documentary. From the beginning, it is difficult to tell what is staged and what is real, and the frame of reference for reality blurs even further as the film progresses. I brought a lot of my own prejudices that are typical of this genre of documentary where the subjects are poor communities -- the way that the filming was conducted was inherently exploitative, objectifying, stereotypical, and harmful. Much of the documentary was purposefully staged, the director never asked for permission to film people, and was extremely invasive. His subjects were treated with no agency or respect, and at times were encouraged to “act poor” in unnatural ways. The use of colored film against black and white film functioned so that the audience differentiate what the camera sees from the reality of the situation. Throughout the film, there are spectators commenting and criticizing the director for the way he was using people, selling images of poor Colombians to rich European television programs, particularly when the young boys are swimming in the fountain. This happens again toward the end when an unexpected visitor enters the shot unannounced while the crew is filming their final scene. The character proceeds a long monologue dismissing the film makers as capitalists and colonialists who know nothing about the “real” Colombia. He then rejects their request to use his space and his image, by wiping his ass with the dollar bills offered to him. At the end of his rant, he looks off to the side and asks “Was that okay?” suddenly breaking character. It is then revealed that the subject, the exploited, becomes the artist, the auteur. He had exploited his own image in order to call out the hypocrisy of “third world” documentarians by reclaiming the image of his people.
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