A Blazing Baroque

There Will Be Blood directed by Paul Thomas Anderson, loosely based on Upton Sinclair’s 1927 novel Oil!, and out now, is a great piece of baroque cinema. Sharing more than a passing semblance with Erich von Stroheim’s monumental Greed (1924), this is high Hollywood classicism brought through the wringer of idiosyncratic, but grand ambition. As Manohla Dargis points out in her somewhat hyperbolic but nevertheless excellent review, the filmmaker here finds what his earlier efforts have lacked, a great theme. The overwrought ostentatiousness of Boogie Nights (1997) or Magnolia (1999) is turned into an asset in this quintessentially American fable of soul-destroying enterprise, in that it consolidates the archetypical nature of the narrative.

Hype: Blodbryllup på DIN NYE VEN!

Frem til starten af februar vil man kunne se sort/hvide sider fra Blodbryllup og et kort bidrag til Johan Krarups Son Of A Horse-antologi på kunstcaféen “DIN NYE VEN”, lige en spytklat oppe af gaden fra Fantask, i Sct. Peders Stræde 34.

Hvis ikke man er i nærheden af København, men alligevel gerne vil se nærmere på hvad der holder mig væk fra Tegneserierne, kan man følge udviklingen af min afgangsfilm fra Den Danske Filmskole her: www.bigmanmovie.blogspot.com

Accents of Persepolis

Finally got to see Persepolis. It is better, even, than it had to be. Very faithful to the comic — I was amazed at how well it manages to encompass pretty much the whole story as told in the comic without seeming rushed, all the while adding its own accents to the proceedings. While close to the comic, the film applies a slightly different, more refined aesthetic to the story. Applying to the settings as it does lushly applied grey tones and moments of iconic symbology, such as the scene where the Shah’s army violently suppresses the demonstration at the beginning of the film, it is at least one step removed from the effective if somewhat crude minimalism of the comic. A more emphatic and emotional, not to mention quite gorgeous, presentation of the material.

A Fool’s Flashback

This season’s commonly one for retrospection, and appropriately I’ve lately been reminded of one of my youthful follies, a road not taken. An old friend, Anders Bøgh, has unearthed one of the comics he, I and two of our classmates did back in fourth grade, from whatever bottom shelf of lost recollection he keeps (PDF here; sorry, it’s all in Danish).

The Super F.O.O.L.S, produced in 1985-1986, wasn’t the first comic I drew, but at the time seemed like an ambitious step forward — a team-produced comic, “published” by our own structure, AJKM, and hawked around the corridors of our school and at family gatherings for 5 DKr. (a steal, even at that time). It was even available at the nexus of all Danish comic book realities, Fantask, where they have always supported the fanzine scene, no matter how little promise the product showed.

Ike Turner 1931-2007

ike_turner.jpgIke Turner went to see the preacherman on December 12. I wanted to acknowledge that before the year was over. I was never one of his greatest fans, but a lot of the 60s material is still damn good. Known more as an abusive bastard than as a musician these days, we would do well to remember the great music he created, as a pioneer of rock’n roll in the early 50s, and especially as an Rn’B powerhouse in collaboration with his force-of-nature wife Tina in the 60s and early 70s — the music from those years is by far the best of both of their careers.
Ike Turner’s website. BBC obituary. Great appreciation from Tom Breihan.

Et halvt århundrede med Stegelmann

Jakob Stegelmann
Et stort tillykke til Jakob Stegelmann, der i dag bliver 50. Skønt vi her på Metabunkeren langt fra deler Jakobs smagspræferencer (klik fx her for overtegnedes ganske civiliserede korrespondance med fødselsdagsbarnet), og til enhver tid vil argumentere for at Jakob har spildt alt for mange kræfter på at advokere for bovlamme Disney-produkter i årenes løb, er det naturligvis på sin plads at anerkende, at Jakob Stegelmanns formidlingsindsats for tegneserier og andet populærkultur i dansk sammenhæng er second to none.

Ræspææææækt, tillykke og alt godt fremover (fx bare en anelse mindre konservatisme, tak…).
Foto: DR