Monthly Archives: February 2011

The IFC

To be completely honest, I’m not one of the biggest movie goers around. It isn’t unusual for me to not see at most 1 film every five months. It’s not that that I hate movies and it’s definitely not that I’m too cheap, its because I’m afraid. I’m afraid of being disappointed with a crappy film and thirteen dollars being flushed down the toilet. So when my professor assigned us to watch five short films in some obscure indie movie theater, I thought to myself: “Let me buy the tickets ASAP before I change my mind”. So I went online and purchased the tickets, sealing my fate.

I arrived pretty early on the day of the showings, which is pretty amazing for me given my tendency to be tardy. I suppose it helps that the theater is like 3 stops away from where I live. As I stepped out into a neighborhood foreign to me, I immediately noticed a smoke shop to the left of the theater, filled with all kinds of colorful glass pipes, bongs and hookahs which are “STRICTLY FOR TOBACCO USE ONLY” according to a little sign in the shop. Though that itself is nothing but normal compared to the sex shops that practically line the rest of the block to the right of the theater. I wandered inside them, filled with a bit of curiosity and wondered to myself “What kind of theater, which is next to a stoner haven and a garden of mega sized dildos, bondage gear and porn, will I be going to?” Now, I’m not saying those things are bad, I’m pretty far from conservative but I still wondered…

Surprisingly, the theater was very family friendly and even had delicious organic popcorn to boot. The films themselves…well, lets leave them for another post.

The IFC theater

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Live action Short Films: A New Great Hobby.

Short Films (Live Action)Had you ever heard of the short live action films before? Well, if you had not, don’t feel too bad because I had never heard of them before either. Of course, you do hear of independent films and things of the sort, but I have never been the person to go to movies that have no, if any, marketing or publicity.

 On February 15th, I had to go see these films at the IFC Center located in the Village as part of a class assignment. I have to be completely honest with you; I was not too excited about having to see these short films. After meditating on how to have an open mind about the new experience and how I could make it a fun one, I decided to drag along my best friend Carlos. We have always been addicted to movies. At the same time we love to watch the Oscars every year. However, it never occurred to us the idea of watching The Academy Award nominated Live Action Short Films.

Surprisingly enough, we loved the films. My friend Carlos also loved these films. On our way back home he could not stop talking about it, he even told me “I had never seen these kind of films but I loved them. We should definitely watch them on a regular basis.” The whole experience was great. It was something new but highly interesting. Just think about it, for $13 dollars, which is what the admission cost, you can watch five different films one after the other. You don’t see that in any other theater. I was always used to watching the same movies I love, comedies and romance. I know- I know, I should not be watching those romantic flicks that only feed women false interpretations of love or that gives us women false hopes of finding true love or the perfect man, but I cannot help myself.

The Academy Award nominated Live Action Short films had everything you can think of; Drama, suspense, tragedy, humor, love and so on. My personal favorite was The Confession, which was produced in 2010 in Britain and it was directed by Tanel Toom. Another great short film was Wish 143 produced in UK and directed by Ian Barnes.  

Now, all I am waiting for is for the Oscars to see which live action short film wins the award. If any of you out there are hesitant to watch these films, please don’t. The best piece of advice I can give you when it comes to entertainment is to get up from the couch, get ready and head over to the village and watch these films. I promise you won’t regret listening to me, and in case you do, at least you’ll have experienced something new. In my case, these live action short films are turning into a whole new hobby!

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Prognostications Prohibited

I’m not going to lie: I suck at predicting. No, really, I’m awful at it.

You think you’re bad? I’m worse. In 2006 and 2007, I had the Los Angeles Dodgers not only reaching, but winning – winning! – the World Series. This year, I predicted a Super Bowl of Atlanta Falcons vs. New Jersey Jets. I thought Death Race would be a bad movie, but it turned out to be one of my favorites of recent years.

Having read all that, I hope you can see why prognostications are not my bag. Therefore, I won’t waste your time or mine by telling you who WILL win the Oscar for Best Live-Action Short at the 83rd Annual Academy Awards. No, I’ll tell you who SHOULD win.

The Crush. I saw this short – along with Na Wewe, The Confession, Wish 143 and God of Love – at the IFC Center, 323 Sixth Avenue at West Third Street. It was great, mostly because of frequent references to westerns, hands-down the greatest genre in the history of film. These references included 8-year-old Ardal Travis’ (Oran Creagh) cowboy boots, the “showdown” poster in his bedroom, and the final, climactic confrontation between Travis and Miss Purdy’s – li’l’ Ardal’s love interest – fiancee.

The western motif, however, wasn’t the only thing that led to my crush on the film of the same name. It was the fact that this short didn’t take itself that seriously; at least, not as seriously as the previous shorts. Hell, between *SPOILER ALERT* Sam and Jacob killing a family of three, then Sam subsequently killing Jacob and lying about it to a priest in The Confession *SPOILER ALERT* and the armed-to-the-teeth prepubescents in Na Wewe, IFC might as well have called this festival “Killin’ Kids.”

The Crush had a healthy sense of humor, aided tremendously by Creagh’s near-Nielsenesque deadpan delivery, which is why it won’t win. The Academy, in an endless quest to legitimize its annual “Hey, let’s pat ourselves on the back” festival, loves to reward serious films. Three out of the five nominated live-action shorts were mostly humorless serious films. So serious, in fact, that me and the rest of my class watching the films last Thursday had to laugh when it turned out that Travis shot Purdy’s fiancee with a toy gun (wait, that might’ve been a spoiler, too), because we were so conditioned to expect another killin’ kid.

Anyway, just as a change of pace they should award The Crush, but they won’t. Don’t bother asking me who will win, though. My track record should speak for itself.

The live-action shorts at ifccenter.com: http://www.ifccenter.com/films/2011-academy-award-nominated-live-action-short-films/

Puzzled about the phrase “Nielsenesque”? This might help: http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000558/

Last year’s live-action short film winner, among other things, can be found here: http://www.oscars.org/awards/academyawards/82/nominees.html

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Oscars and Armlocks

With the 83rd Annual Academy Awards a mere six days away, it’s time to examine the oft-overlooked relationship between the Oscars and professional wrestling.

In either industry, the “best” doesn’t always win. Often, the gold – whether it’s a gold Oscar statuette or a big, gold championship belt –  goes to a less deserving but more popular film or wrassler.

The best film of 1994 was, unquestionably, Quentin Tarantino’s Pulp Fiction. It was a temporally-distorted, Kubrickian masterpiece of accidental murder, dancing, drug abuse and anal rape. However, at the time, Tarantino was an enfant terrible with only two directing credits to his name: Reservoir Dogs and the 1987 short My Best Friend’s Birthday. Therefore, instead of going out on a limb and giving an Oscar to the unmistakably talented but somewhat-unproven (at least by Hollywood’s standards) Tarantino, the Academy awarded the little gold man to the safer, more popular choice: Robert Zemeckis’ vanilla schmaltzfest, Forrest Gump.

The best World Wrestling Federation grappler (yes, there were some greats in WCW and the regional federations at the time, but I was always a bigger fan of the WWF, so we’ll stick with that) of 1987 was “The Million Dollar Man,” Ted DiBiase. His in-ring skills and talking ability – or his ability to “cut a promo,” in wrasslin’ jargon – were tops, and his gimmick of a conceited millionaire made him the hottest heel in the company. DiBiase was primed for a run with the title, but it wasn’t meant to be.

Instead, the WWF did the safe thing and put the belt on the company’s top face, “Macho Man” Randy Savage.

A transcendent talent, DiBiase never held the WWF’s heavyweight championship. Well, unless you count the time he bought it from Andre the Giant after Andre beat Hulk Hogan to win the title – a devious act which resulted in DiBiase being stripped of his ill-gotten gains which, in turn, lead to a heavyweight championship tournament at Wrestlemania IV, which Savage won.

The WWF doesn’t recognize this reign, however, so I don’t see why we should.

The point is, professional wrestling and the Oscars are just one big popularity contest and, therefore, the most-deserving don’t always get what they should. Just look at DiBiase or Stanley Kubrick, another transcendent talent who never got his hands on the gold.

Some of the wrestling terms I used can be found here: http://prowrestling.about.com/od/wrestlingterminology/a/glossaryterms.htm

The official website of the 83rd Annual Academy Awards: http://oscar.go.com/

Hell, if this video was 19 minutes longer, it’d deserve an Oscar nomination of its own (as a short, obviously): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3DV0RHVteLs

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A New Found Tradition

2011Live-Action Oscar Nominated Short Films

          I have always been under the impression that the only way I would spend the hefty thirteen dollars at a movie theater would be after a certain set of criteria: constant brainwashing of the latest action flick by way of excessive advertising, something that when I say the name, people have already heard of it. It would be able to spark a conversation with others. It would preferably be a good movie, but that has become less and less of a priority, evident by the latest slew of motion pictures coming out (No Strings Attached, anyone?).
However, recently I got a chance to watch the live action Oscar-nominated short films at the IFC Theater and it revamped my view of why to watch movies. The five films I saw were The Confession (my personal favorite), Wish 143, Na Wewe, The Crush and God of Love.

The IFC Theater on West 3rd street

The showing was at the IFC theater located on West 3rd and 6th ave. I know this area well, considering one of my old summer jobs was located on 5th Street and 6th Avenue. I would always see the theater when I would exit the F train at West 4th street. Passing the theater was as normal to me as my morning coffee. Unfortunately, I never took the initiative to go inside and see a movie.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I have always had a major appreciation for short films. During high school I made a few for my Videography class and I’d like to think I can relate and understand the struggles that these filmmakers faced. “What is a powerful story line that we can convey within 15 minutes and how can we make the audience really feel something after?” Well, every Oscar- nominated filmmaker accomplished this and more. The end of each film didn’t phase to put me through a roller coaster of emotions that honestly left me confused but enlightened when I left the theater.

It’s a bit depressing that I didn’t go see these movies because of any intrinsic motivation; I was forced to for school. However, from now on I want to make watching the Oscar nominated short films a yearly ritual. Gabrielle Ouaknine, my fellow classmate and movie-going partner in crime was the one who proposed this genius idea “It would make me more excited to watch the Oscars while showing my support for the little guys in the industry that got recognized for they’re extreme talent.” I couldn’t have said it better myself.

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Short Films? There’s a First Time For Everything

It was my first time at the IFC Center and immediately I thought the theater had character. It was small, but quaint. They even served organic popcorn, which is hard to find at a movie theater. I was there on a Tuesday night to see the Oscar-Nominated Live Action Short Films.

The IFC Center located at 323 Sixth Avenue at West Third Street

Usually, going to the movies doesn’t phase me. Most movies I see are so commercialized that before I even get to see them, I already know what they’re about. There’s no element of surprise, but on this night I had an entirely different experience.

I hadn’t seen any previews for the films so I had no idea what to expect, but I was excited. It seemed the rest of the audience shared my anticipation. “I was surprised. The place was pretty packed for a Tuesday night,” said Alexandria Lofters, my sister, who I brought along with my mom to see the films.

There are very few movies the three of us can see together, given our different tastes, but at the end of the night, we all agreed that the short films were amazing. I hardly ever watch the Oscars, but I can’t wait to see which film will win and I’ve already decided to go back to IFC and watch the films again next year.

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Indie/short films not on the cheap

After a relatively short train ride from Baruch College, (6 train to the L train to the F train) my classmate Ashley Rudder and I arrived at the IFC Center in Greenwich Village.

It was 1:30 p.m. and we were a whole hour early! Although I had purchased the tickets online, they are given on a first-come, first-served basis, and I was worried there would be none left.

What made me think that! Honestly, a 2:30 p.m. showing of Oscar nominated live action short films on a Tuesday afternoon is not likely to have a full house.

Off to kill some time…We parlayed about the steep ticket prices while indulging in some yummy foot-long sandwiches from the Subway restaurant a few storefronts down.

Considering that the tickets cost close to the price of a ticket for a regular two-hour movie, we wondered why that was the case. “I really enjoyed watching the short film screening,” Ashley said, “but I would have liked to pay a little less for the tickets […] I normally pay 8 dollars for a new released movie at my neighborhood movie theatre and it would have been great for these tickets to be inexpensive as well.”

Then again, we reasoned, these films are popular among the Indie/short film enthusiasts or junkies. Plus, the theatre needs to make their money.

2:25 p.m. came and it was time to head a few feet down to the theatre. My predictions of the underwhelming number of patrons were correct; my classmates and I were the majority of the viewers there.

We sat in our seats, which are way more comfy than the seats in regular movie theaters, and watched the films with analytical eyes.

It was the first time I had watched indie/short films other than the few I had watched on Saturday on Reel 13, on PBS, in which they play, “A classic, an Indie, and a Short Picked by You!”

I look forward to viewing more Indie/short films and perhaps gain an appreciation and interest for them.


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A Date With…Independents

Imagine walking into a movie theater.  To your surprise there is a huge line of people. After you pick up your ticket, you go purchase some candy at the concession stand. Now imagine if you didn’t keep a diet that would not let you feel any guilt as you splurge on M&Ms and milk duds. Once you have your candy, you enter your section, where lively and high-spirited moviegoers surround you. Finally imagine your significant other sitting next to you.

Now open your eyes to see nobody next to you except your man purse. If that is not pathetic enough, you are at a deserted theater where there are only 4 guys watching a movie.

That was my Tuesday afternoon.

On February 15th, I went to the to see the live action short films that were nominated for an Oscar. The short films included: The Confession, The Crush, Na Wewe, Wish 143, and God of Love.

Wish 143 can be found in the following link http://www.bbc.co.uk/filmnetwork/films/p00bjp8d

323 Avenue of the Americas New York, NY 10014-4403 (212) 924-7771

My trip was actually pretty good because I actually knew where the IFC Theater was located.  I think being lost that one time in West 4th paid off.

I took the F Train from Avenue X and spent an hour listening to J. Cole and the RX Bandits on the train.  With fifteen minutes to spare, I hoped to see fellow classmates.

What I found was a man eating popcorn while reading the New York Post.  The first sign of human life were two attractive women that accidentally came to the live action section while looking for the animated shorts. I should have brought my love dart 3000s but I left them at home (STORY OF MY LIFE). After two other guys came, which makes for a really pathetic sight, the short films finally begin.

Follow Raymond Goodfellow as he becomes a modern day Cupid. Can he make the girl of his dreams fall in love with him?

By Na Wewe, I was mostly thinking about one thing, food. The concession stands were not an option. Before I start talking about how I hate being on a diet, I have a confession to make. In the name of Milton Hersey, I confess that I ate a salad. I’ll admit that was not funny.  Without hurting my masculinity any further, I really enjoyed most of the short films. For 13 dollars I saw five well-written movies that surpass what Hollywood typically produces. “Independent films are where you really get to cut your teeth and have some fun and do the things that mainstream Hollywood doesn’t want to do,” says Comedian/Actor Anthony Anderson. I really had a fun time. I hope to see more from the IFC Theater.

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Short Films – No Easy Shortcuts

What do I think about when I hear the word “short film?” Well, let me tell you: It is a very short film, more like a clip. The story is usually either overly “artsy” or ends before it even gets started.

Sure, like probably most people, I know what a short film is. I mean, the words are quite self-explanatory. But when does one actually watch a short film? I have never in my life thought “Today I’ll watch a short film!” And where do you even find short films? Yeah I know – Just google it. But do I really want to watch a max. 30 minute long film on my computer screen? I’m afraid not. In my mind, short films are for the “film elite,” meaning people in the business or just serious film-geeks. For the rest of us less film-educated folks, “regular” movies and TV-series are enough. Or you tell me, am I just bore struck?

Dance scene from the short film "A Mind's Manifest"

My first and only memory of watching a short film is roughly a year ago. As a slave of the internet generation, I used Google to stalk a new-found man of particular interest. After many false leads I somehow ended up playing “A Mind’s Manifest” on repeat. I thought this short movie would give me some sort of deep insight in the life and mind of its creator. This was obviously not the case, and I found myself thinking “What’s the point of this film?”

Later, the creator of this particular short film became a serious part of my life. I admitted my desperate attempt to unveil the meaning of his film and my hesitation regarding short films in general. He replied, “Because short films are sometimes even one minute long, they should convey specific information that pertains to one (maybe two) ideas, with the climax appearing towards the beginning of the movie.” He had suggested that some of the best short films have the most simplistic narratives. I guess that makes sense.

Short films might be short, but they are definitely not the easiest films to understand. And when it comes to me, I guess I just like to have things made the long way.

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There’s No Place Like the IFC, There’s No Place like the IFC

Reflecting on the day of the screening of the Oscar Nominated Short Films, I need to remind myself that I did actually see the short films, that I made it to the theater and sat perfectly still for about two hours, safe and exactly where I was meant to be.

With hours to spare between the end of our first class of the day and the 2:30 p.m. start time of the short films, a friend and classmate of mine, Izabella, and I took our sweet time to get a move on. We bonded over Press wraps and coffee, sharing personal stories and people-watching for more time than the five short films would elapse.

With about an hour to spare, and Izabella’s trusty new iPhone leading the way, we departed from our 23rd Street comfort zone and were off into the city we all pretend to know better than we actually do. The first half of the trip was a success; the whole ten minutes it took to walk to the 6 train and get off at Bleecker Street, that is.

But then, dun dun dun…

Our nemesis, the B Train. *Spoiler Alert: It won.

We waited impatiently for a train that we were not positive was the correct one to  arrive, in a station filled with sights and smells that reminded me of my humble Staten Island roots. After about ten minutes, we joked that it would never come, that it was a sign that we were waiting for the wrong train; we should have followed that sign. Finally, our chariot arrived and we eagerly jumped aboard, looking as out of place as we felt, outsiders among the Village-ers.

Among muffled conductor-isms, Izabella managed to make out a string of words which she translated to me as, “Get up right now, we’re going to Brooklyn!” I didn’t wait for an explanation.

Now, I’m not shy to admit that I rarely know my way around, but I am a stubborn fool when it comes to asking for help, a quality that I share with Izabella. Needless to say, we were screwed when we emerged from the murky underground to a slew of signs and posters in Chinese.

I feel no loss of pride by jumping in a cab and calling it quits, and I was not about to wander around China Town, if that’s even where we were, for the remaining 15 minutes we had until the beginning of the films, so I dragged Izabella to the first cab I could find and we set off on the ten minute drive to our real destination, the IFC theater, which we were clearly incapable of finding on our own.

The promised land.

I’d never been so happy to fork over fourteen bucks for a movie ticket. I triumphantly climbed the steps to the stuffy little Theater 2 and settled into my seat, safe and sound. Nothing could make me budge, not even my nagging craving for the popcorn all of my classmates were raving about.

So, if you get caught somewhere between 23rd Street and the IFC Theater, close your eyes, click your heels together, and hail a damn cab.

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