Category: Art

  • A Visual Language

    Last night, my daughter told me how she has started learning about mime in her school theatre class. Just so happens that I have had some mime training, and done a respectable bit of mime work on stage in Texas and NYC. We had a fun bit playing “being trapped in a box” and “throwing a ball” to each other. Then she asked me is it was possible to do a whole show just in mime? I told her it was, which she found hard to believe.

    So, I started looking for an example to give her, and the first idea I had was to show her a silent movie; Harold Lloyd’s “Safety Last” or Buster Keaton’s “The General” or “Steamboat Bill, Jr.” Not exactly mime, but physical enough to move a story along.

    Instead, what I showed her was Jacques Tati’s “Mr. Hulot’s Holiday” which is just a sweet, sincere gem of a movie. Though made in 1953, this French film plays like a silent movie, with Tati playing the character of Mr. Hulot. Tati was a trained mime who transitioned to the French film business, and this movie was the best example to show my daughter how mime can be used to tell a story. Though it is French, there is very little dialogue in it, and what there is are just easy to read subtitles. For the best explanation of this movie, I suggest reading Roger Ebert’s review in his Great Movie series.

    And the kid got it. I mean, it did take her a minute to understand that no one was going to talk, and that though it was a comedy, this wasn’t a belly laugh, slapstick comedy. But she saw how jokes were set up, how you could read what someone was thinking about their facial expression, or how they put their hands on their hips and what that might mean when the front door is left open. And how you knew Hulot was a good guy because he was patient with a dog sleep in the road, and a gentleman towards the young woman staying in the hotel. She learned quickly, or maybe she already knew it, to pick up no what each person was doing, and how those actions help explained they type of character they were.

  • The Beatles Movies in 2027

    I just so happen that I have my Let It Be tee-shirt on today. It’s a cold day here in New York, and this shirt is rather thick and goes well with my favorite sweater. Anyway, it was a good day to be a Beatles fan.

    If you haven’t heard, Sam Mendes is to direct four movies, each based from the perspective of John, George, Paul and Ringo, telling the story of The Beatles. It appears that the four movies will be intertwined, and will conclude with the breakup of the band in 1970.

    The second I heard the news, the first thing I thought of was that this was the start of The Beatles Cinematic Universe… only to find out that about a million other Beatles fans, and non-fans alike, were making the same joke. Sadly, I was being serious. I actually want to see a movie, or at least a limited series, based on the life of Mal Evans. (IYKYK) I would love it if you could get all the official Beatles movies (Hard Day’s Night, HELP!, Magical Mystery Tour, Yellow Submarine, Let It Be, Anthology, Eight Days a Week, and Get Back) in one place, as well as additional stuff – like a Mal Evans movie, as well as one about Neil Aspinall, and George Martin. Not to mention how cool it would be to get a series about Brian Epstein.

    If you have read any of my other Beatles posts, then you know I fully admit that I will be first in line with whatever is put out by Apple, Paul, Ringo, John and George’s estates. I am biased in the highest degree with anything Beatle. Even when I’m a little judgmental about something they put out, I still will love the shit out of it.

    So, in that vein; this whole project is about making money, staying relevant, and controlling the narrative. Look, The Beatles have always had an eye on making the most amount of money as possible, and that attitude has served them well. You don’t become a billion-dollar band by giving your music away for free. I think the relevant issue is becoming apparent as time goes on. Baby Boomers are starting for the exit now, and though Gen-X has some pretty die-hard fans, the number of people who remember them from the 60’s is shrinking, and their impact on music is become more of a story than a memory in the collective cultural consciousness. Which leads me to controlling the narrative, and I have been rather critical of Paul for this one. Ringo, god bless him, appears to be cool with how ever he’s remembered, and that’s pretty on brand for him. But Paul – he appears to be the driving force to make sure that The Beatles stay The Beatles after he’s gone. Just looking at Anthology, Eight Days a Week, Get Back, and the final single Now and Then, all projects pushed hard by Paul, the story being sold here is timeless music created by people who were great friends, and loved every minute of it because it was so much fun. Sure, there were ups and downs, but in the end, it was all about love. Not sure if I believe that, but personal nostalgia can be a hard force to fight, especially if it makes you feel good at the end of the day.

    Will I go to these movies? Oh My God, YES! I will be first in line, but I won’t dress up. I’m not that level of fan, but I will be there.

    Because even for me, The Beatles are part of my personal nostalgia as well. Listing to The White Album in my room when I was in 9th grade, over and over again. Trying to figure out if there were deeper meanings to those lyrics, and how I wished love was like the way these songs sounded, and man, it must have been so cool, and fun to be in a band… fifteen year old me was inspired by them, they helped me feel optimistic and hopeful, and that we can work it out and love could solve all problems. That’s a good feeling to have, to be reminded of, to experience.

    So yeah, even if it’s awful, I’ll be there enjoying it.   

  • ODDS and ENDS: Anyone Remember This, Super Bowl, and Sketchbooks

    (Guidelines are for losers)

    Does anyone remember Faces of Death? I’ve never seen it, nor do I want to. But the other day the movie popped in my head. I had a flashback of a memory from high school of finding out that it would be playing at a local dollar theatre at midnight, and how we all had to go. Through a combination of curfews and chickening-out, most of us didn’t go and see it. The handful of guys who did go just ended up arguing about how much of the movie was real or faked. (Turns out most of it was faked.) It’s funny thinking back on how controversial Faces of Death was back in the early 90’s, but also it’s not surprising how we couldn’t keep away from it. And don’t get me started on Banned from TV.

    I pick KC. I will also buy frozen hot wings from Trader Joe’s along with those frozen Mac ‘n Cheese balls this weekend for the game. Don’t give two craps about Usher; not that I have anything against him, he’s a talented man, just never been a fan. So… yeah; super bowl, yeah…

    I haven’t been drawing in my sketchbook lately. I have in my bio that I am a “sketchbook enthusiast,” but with my lack of production lately, I’m not sure if I can call myself that anymore. (It also begs the question; does anyone read bio’s let alone mine?) My daughter got a couple of sketchbooks for Christmas after having been inspired by her art teacher. She tries to draw something every day, and most of what she draws are cartoon characters, which is great. I hope that she establishes this as a habit that she keeps up with. Not that I am expecting her to become some “artist.” I just would like for her to have a creative outlet – a way to express herself and her feelings. Nothing bad comes from that.

  • This is What Dad Does

    I got to do something last night with my daughter that I have been looking forward to for years. We went to a presentation of four works-in-progress puppet shows. The venue was Dixon Place down in the Lower East Side, and the showing was part of their Puppet Blok series. And, it was a school night, so this was a very special occasion. My daughter got to experience the world of puppets that I had been in, and meet some of the people I have been working with for over 15 years.

    The kid has known since forever that puppetry was the “thing” that I did in New York, but for most of the time when she thought of Dad and puppets, she was thinking “Muppets.” Slowly, as she’s grown, and I have shown her videos, and pictures of the type of work I was involved in. Some of it was traditional puppets, and some of it was mime, and other shows were more about movement and physical theatre. I never did marionettes because that is a hard skill to hone, and those guys are crazy.

    Last night, the kid got to have her first experience in seeing what it was that her father did. And I was especially happy that we chose last night because two good friends were showing their work, and both of them are very talented women who I have worked for. I wanted my daughter to see women being themselves, out front, creating art, and leading their projects.

    I was also a little nervous that the kid would get bored with the show. I learned a while ago that just because something is important to me, doesn’t mean it will be important to her. I’m not looking for her to want to become an artist or a performer. I just would like for her to have an appreciation of the arts, and the creative process. And works at this stage can be rough, very much “in progress,” and still a ways from a final form.

    But I needn’t have been concerned. She got it. She was into it. She was a great audience member as well. All four of the pieces engaged her, and lead her not to ask a bunch of questions, but to tell me how each piece made her feel. At the talk back after the show, she was a little shy to give her comments, but she whispered them to me, and I spoke up for her. Yeah, she got it.

    And it was a late night. We were riding the D train home, and she snuggled up next to be with her show program in her hand. I’m pretty sure she had a good time. I got what I wanted, which was to share a part of me with the kid.

  • That’s a Good Name

    This isn’t a new idea of mine, you see, as I have been thinking about it since high school, but what if I started a lit journal? Nowadays, it would be an online lit journal, but in the back of my mind I can hear M.M. Carrigan over at Taco Bell Quarterly yelling that I should just do it.

    And I might…

    But that’s not why I am here. (Though I could always use the unsolicited encouragement.) The reason I bring all of this up is that, besides figuring out what the mission of the lit mag would be (It needs to be original, like, the only place to get whatever it is that I will showcase,) but most importantly is to come up with a name that stick in people’s minds, and encapsulate whatever it is that I am selling. Now, logically, I need to come up with the mission or purpose statement first as that will make it so much easier to find a name… Yeah, but that’s not a whole lot of fun.

    What I am reminded of is when I was in a terrible, just awful punk/blues/jam band, and all the hours in rehearsal we’d spend rockin’ out, and then yelling possible band names at each other;

    No Refund, Lost Weekend, Areola, Bacon on the Side, Webbed Toes… You get the idea.

    Now, I don’t want to sound too much like a grandpa 90’s punk, but it should still have a literary name, but with an edge… like…

    Poochie

    Inked Well

    The Blurb

    Atmost

    Humph

    Dead Spot

    Dead Cart

    Mark Two

    And then the title might need a good one liner to follow up, like…

    “Nothing But Illustrious Writers”

    Or

    “It’s Norse for Quality”

    Or

    “Putting Your MFA to Use”

    So, you can see, this has been a fun mind walk of an… Oh!

    Mind Walk (That’s a good one…)

    Anyway, you can see this has been a fun exercise in…

    Ellipses (Ah… maybe not…)

    Point here people is that making an online lit journal might not be the easiest thing, but picking out a name is a good way to kill an hour of writing time.

    (And all these journal names are copyrighted by me, Matthew Groff, 2024. Can’t use it unless you get permission or pay me.)

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