The films and festivals we’re excited to check out this week.
Secrets of the Shadow World
Experimental sci-fi weirdness by prolific underground filmmaker George Kuchar. Light Industry, which describes this 1999 film as “the culmination of the filmmaker’s life-long fascination with paranormal phenomenon,” is hosting the screening to celebrate the release of The George Kuchar Reader. Tuesday, August 19th at Light Industry, 155 Freeman Street in Greenpoint; ; tickets, $7 available at the door only More →
It’s Reel Psyched, our roundup of movies we’re really excited to see.
A documentary about the real guy behind Al Pacino’s character in Dog Day Afternoon, John Wojtowicz, who tried to rob a Brooklyn bank to finance his partner’s male-to-female sex reassignment surgery. This was totally wacky stuff back in 1972, and became a nationwide phenomenon as Wojtowicz’s 14-hour standoff with police was broadcast live on TV. We all know the Pacino film, but this doc attempts to capture what really went down, thanks to the directors’ dedication– they spent ten years compiling archival footage and interviewing the people involved, including Wojtowicz. Friday August 8th through Thursday August 13th at IFC Center, 323 Sixth Avenue; tickets, $14 More →
Today elected officials put out a joint statement complaining of the “pattern of tenant harassment” that has caused landlord Steve Croman to be investigated by the State District Attorney. But if you think Croman is a lousy landlord, wait’ll you Crawlspace, one of a dozen Klaus Kinski films that Anthology Film Archives is screening in the next week. More →
This upcoming weekend, if you can make it to only one cinematic affair, it should definitely be the Museum of Reclaimed Urban Space (MoRUS) Film Festival, happening at venues all over East Village. The fest starts tomorrow and runs until the following Saturday, and this year’s films feature encounters with women of the Lower East Side. More →
Every movie worth seeing this week is heavy on the secrecy, mystery, and intrigue. So swoop in and revel in the darkness.
Here’s your chance to see Jim Jarmusch’s brooding black-and-white Acid Western on the big screen. Neil Young apparently wrote the soundtrack for this film in one sitting. Jarmusch scooped up pre-Tim-Burton Johnny Depp for the lead role in this one. Iggy Pop also makes an appearance. Friday July 25 and Saturday July 26 Midnight at Nitehawk, 136 Metropolitan Ave, Williamsburg; tickets, $11
Take a post-4th of July break from being a total wet-brained party animal this week and spend some quality time at the pictures.
Richard Linklater’s much talked about film is screening this week. Ethan Hawke stars in Boyhood, which Linklater filmed over a period of 12 years, a movie that tracks Mason’s coming of age in real time. Though the director insists that nothing much happens in the film (hell, Mason doesn’t even lose his virginity), apparently the results of this daring experiment are well worth seeing on the big screen. And like, c’mon does anything actually “happen” in Slacker or Dazed and Confused? Friday, July 11 thru Thursday July 17 at IFC Center, 323 Avenue of the Americas; tickets, $14.
Reel Psyched is our weekly rundown of movies we’re excited to see.
Whitey: United States of America v. James J. Bulger
A super in-depth documentary about James “Whitey” Bulger, a violent mob boss who spent most of his career having never been slapped with so much as a misdemeanor. Directed by Joe Berlinger, this documentary explores the corrupt judicial system, crooked cops, and powerful crime networks that allowed Whitey to get away with it all, at least for a while. If you’re into watching white men strut around and blab on about being badasses, or if you’re a little less cynical than myself and just love a good true-crime thriller, this is definitely the film for you. Now thru July 10 at IFC Center, tickets, $14. More →
First off, Hated: GG Allin and the Murder Junkies is the best documentary of all-time. I know, I know: The Act of Killing, Man on Wire, Jodorowsky’s Dune… All of them are great, but do any of them show GG Allin, holed up in the St. Marks Hotel, maniacally chanting, “I HATE you motherfucker, I HATE you motherfucker”? This is the East Village way before Yoga for the People moved in a few doors down (though rest assured, you can still buy a GG Allin t-shirt and a choker on St. Marks. I did once, for Halloween.) More →