Ethan Hawke and Patti Smith seemed like kind of a weird pairing for a Tribeca Talk, and yesterday’s tete a tete at the Tribeca Film Festival started a little awkwardly when they couldn’t decide who was supposed to be the moderator. “How about this?” Smith suggested. “Neither one of us be the moderator and we’ll both be ourselves.”
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If you missed Applesauce when it premiered at the Tribeca Film Festival, here’s your second chance to watch Onur Tukel’s film involving sex and dismembered body parts (not together). The Aug. 18 screening will kick off Nitehawk’s newly announced series, Local Color, featuring shorts, animated features, documentaries and narrative films from up-and-coming NYC filmmakers (naturally, there will also be Q&As).
“I grew up with this disease,” Patrick Sean O’Brien, director of TransFatty Lives, said using a speech synthesizer, from his motorized wheelchair. “It accelerates your soul.”
The last remaining members of Monty Python (left to right, above: Eric Idle, Terry Gilliam, Terry Jones, John Cleese and Michael Palin) funny walked into a rollicking press conference this afternoon to kick off this weekend’s Monty Python Celebration at Tribeca Film Festival, which will feature screenings of Holy Grail, Life of Brian, The Meaning of Life, and – most exciting – the premiere of a new documentary, Monty Python: The Meaning of Live, about their stage shows.
If you’re going through Girls withdrawal (it’s been almost a month since the season ended), the Tribeca Film Festival has just the methadone you’re looking for. Not only do a couple of the show’s producers appear in Very Semi-Serious and Drunk Stoned Brilliant Dead (Bruce Eric Kaplan is also a New Yorker cartoonist and Judd Apatow is a National Lampoon fan) but Adam Driver and Zosia Mamet are the leads in Hungry Hearts and Bleeding Heart, respectively. Both are dark psychological thrillers in which the characters get caught up with a deeply disturbed romantic partner and run to their parents for help. Spoiler alert: neither of these films end well. But are either of them heart-worthy?
I know I’m not the only one whose pre-adolescent mind was warped by National Lampoon and the cartoons of the New Yorker, so it’s a real treat to have seen documentaries about both at the Tribeca Film Festival.
On Sunday, Calvin Trillin kicked off a post-screening panel discussion about Leah Wolchok’s doc, Very Semi-Serious, by confessing that he had a “100 percent turndown record for cartoon ideas at the New Yorker.” Back in the day, aspiring doodlers would submit for 25 years before they were finally accepted, but the documentary makes clear that entry is no longer quite as forbidding.
These days, polyamory isn’t just for kooky Bushwick types. Legit Hollywood stars are spicing up their on-screen marriages with ménages. The plot to each of these movies playing at the Tribeca Film Festival is basically one big build up to a group sex scene. (Spoiler alert: now that we’ve said that, even seeing their titles will give away their, uh, climax, so read on at your own risk.) Whether it’s a vanilla foursome or an incestuous threesome you’re looking for, Tribeca has it all.
The Tribeca Film Festival is here and one of the more exciting feature films on view is Jackrabbit, a throwback dystopian sci-fi film that follows the lives of people who cordoned themselves off from the rest of the world after “The Reset,” an event that sounds to us a little bit like the Y2K that never was. But not everything about this post-apocalyptic society is unfamiliar– one major issue is the constant surveillance of citizens of the annexed nation. The only technology available is outmoded stuff, web 1.0 and before. To help set the mood for the spooky, tense atmosphere of the film, Will Berman (of MGMT) was recruited to compose the soundtrack which is ruled by minimal electronic vibes and ambient noise.
At SXSW last month, Brett Morgen got right to the point as he introduced his new documentary about Kurt Cobain, who died 21 years ago this past Sunday: “I know a lot of you have been waiting over 20 years to see some of this footage,” he told over 1,000 people at Austin’s Paramount Theatre. “So let’s just start the fucking movie.”
Adam Rapp’s new film – featuring the playwright, novelist and screenwriter’s East Village neighbors Sam Rockwell and Natasha Lyonne – had its Tribeca Film Festival premiere in (where else?) the East Village last night.