Category: Documentaries (Page 40 of 43)

Doc of the Day: “Show Business: The Road to Broadway”

Even though Premium Hollywood has never claimed to be as much of a “guys portal to the web” as its parent site, Bullz-Eye.com, it still might seem a little iffy for me to recommend a documentary that puts a spotlight on Broadway musicals.

Look, here’s the deal: one of my first attempts at winning the heart of a girl found me trying to impress her by showing her that I was a fan of “Annie.” The bad news is that I didn’t get the girl, but, hey, the good news is that it’s been almost 25 years, and I still know most of the words to “We’d Like To Thank You, Herbert Hoover.” But, anyway, my point is that I’ve had a soft spot for musicals longer than I’ve had a soft spot for The Beatles, so it shouldn’t be too much of a surprise to you that I found a lot to enjoy about “Show Business: The Road to Broadway,” a documentary which follows the birth, premiere, and, in some cases, death of four new musicals.

“New,” of course, is relative to when the motion picture was filmed, which was over the course of the 2003 – 2004 Broadway season, and the four musicals from that particular season to receive the spotlight are “Wicked,” “Avenue Q,” “Caroline, or Change,” and “Taboo.” At the time, director Dori Berinstein had no way of knowing which would flop and which would prosper; obviously, history has revealed to even the most casual observer of Broadway musicals that “Wicked” turned out to be a wicked big hit, while those of us with a slightly more subversive sense of humor are probably also aware of the puppet-driven “Sesame Street” parody of “Avenue Q,” which proved to be enough of a success that it spawned a highly-touted run in Vegas. (It only ended up running for nine months, but, still, at the time, it was highly touted.) “Taboo,” based on the life and times of the ever-flamboyant Boy George, suffered as much from the ever-loud mouth of the woman who bankrolled it, Rosie O’Donnell, closing after only 100 performances, while “Caroline, or Change,” the musical from Tony Kushner (“Angels in America”) did just slightly better, making it to 136 performances.

With “Show Business,” however, the real fascination comes from watching these musicals along the way, including the casting process, the composition of the songs, the building of the sets, and the struggles against the critics. In fact, throughout the film, we pop in on a round-table luncheon of several of the New York theater critics, all of whom prove to be so catty and bitchy that they’re practically walking clichés; despite mouthing off about what’s hot and what’s not in their eyes, they still know their place, because after virtually all of them sit around trashing “Wicked,” one voice of reason in the crowd pipes up, “And it’s making a million dollars a week, so that shows you our influence!”

Perhaps we should’ve known that “Taboo” was doomed, if only because it was predominantly bankrolled by Rosie O’Donnell, who, at the press conference to introduce the musical to the New York crowd (it had already premiered in London, which is where she discovered it and fell in love with it), immediately started mouthing off about how it was essentially critic-proof. That’s as may be, but for a show to last for the long haul, it’s got to be something that the masses are willing to embrace…and God love Boy George, but it’s one thing for people to latch onto a guy wearing a dress, but it’s quite another for them to latch onto a guy who, at the same press conference, looked like this:

When “Taboo” inevitably flops, the person you end up feeling sorry for is its star, Euan Morton, who clearly loves the show (and, for the record, has a fantastic voice) and, when it closes, gets the dual slap in the face by being informed that A) he’s out of a job, and B) he has to leave the country, as his work visa is no longer valid. Ouch. Meanwhile, the “Avenue Q” guys are so down to earth that you’d be rooting for them even if you didn’t know how brilliantly funny their musical is; they’re proud of their work, but they’re not egotistical about it. One of the creators’ dads is caught on camera as they discover they’ve been nominated for several Tony Awards, and although he’s pleased as punch, he can’t help but point out with a grin, “This guy couldn’t hold a job at TCBY, and how he’s been nominated for a Tony!” “Caroline, or Change” didn’t really grab me as a musical, although its star, Tonya Pinkins, certainly came off as a pleasant, real individual; I was, however, instantly smitten with “Popular,” from “Wicked,” as sung by Kristen Chenoweth…like, to the point where I might have to download it from iTunes. But just that one song, I swear…

In addition to the four productions which receive the majority of the attention, there are occasional glimpses at other shows, too, including a montage which is intended to show that not every show is around for the long haul. Proof positive: “Oldest Living Confederate Widow Tells All,” starring Ellen Burstyn, survived for precisely one performance, while “Bobbi Boland,” starring Farrah Fawcett, never even made it out of previews to have its formal debut. Oh, yeah, and there’s also a priceless clip from the 2004 Tony Awards which finds the unlikely duo of LL Cool J and Carol Channing presenting an award.

LL: “It’s time to read the nominees.”
Carol: “I’m down with that.”

As God as my witness, she really says that. It’s awesome.

Anyway, “Show Business: The Road to Broadway” is really an interesting look at the trials and tribulations that a show goes through before, during, and after premiering on the Great White Way. If you’re a testosterone-pumped manly man, you probably won’t even be able to pick up the box, but if you’re comfortable in your masculinity and enjoy a good show tune mixed with a bit of high drama, you’ll definitely find it worth checking it out.

Doc of the Day: “Big Easy to Big Empty: The Untold Story of the Drowning of New Orleans”

I’ve only ever been to New Orleans once in my life, and I wasn’t even there for 18 hours – I was on an Amtrak “See America” railpass, and the train stopped into Nawlins in late afternoon, then took off again at around 6:30 AM – but it still made an impression on me. Granted, I didn’t see much of the city, since the only places I went were from the train station to the French Quarter and back, but, still, I loved it, and I’ve wanted to go back ever since, so I was just as upset as anyone when the city was devastated as a result of Hurricane Katrina.

Watching “Big Easy to Big Empty,” the short but powerful documentary by reporter Greg Palast and producer Matt Pascerella, I’d like to tell you I was surprised at the anti-Bush slant to the coverage, but A) I wasn’t, and B) I’m not exactly pro-Bush myself, so I sure as hell wasn’t bothered by it, anyway. And, really, how can you help but paint an anti-Bush slant when it’s revealed that the White House knew full well that the levees of the city were destined to fail, yet they did nothing to have the problem fixed? Palast shows us a house which sat in the path of the flood waters, noting the number which has been painted on the front window in order to clarify how many bodies were pulled from the house. It’s horrifying.

We find out that the city’s evacuation planning was left up to IEM (Innovative Emergency Management), who were paid a half million dollars to create a plan, then didn’t. We see a field of FEMA trailers, where the residents are all but trapped for the time being, with access to bus rides to Wal-Mart but not much else in the way of transportation. We also find out that there’s an ongoing plot in New Orleans to rebuild the city as a sort of “Six Flags Over Louisiana,” where it’s non-stop alcohol down Bourbon Street and the streets are, shall we say, a little less dark than they were before the Ninth Ward was destroyed in the flooding; disturbingly, a portion of this plot includes leaving some residents locked out of their apartments, even though they were never affected by the flooding in the first place, just because it’s high-dollar real estate that could be better serving the city in forms other than low-rent housing.

Of course, let’s be realistic here: “Big Easy to Big Empty” feels about as biased as Michael Moore at his most pissed off. Palast comes off looking like a real bully at times, particularly when he invades the offices of IEM in search of answers, and there’s a certain feeling that he’s going for the most sensational interviews possible. Still, there’s no reason to believe that the facts he provides are anything less than accurate; this DVD was released through Disinfo.com, and they’re pretty good about offering the unpolished truths you won’t generally get elsewhere in the U.S. media.

In the end, we’re still left wondering exactly what’s going on down in the Big Easy…and, personally, I’m wondering if I’m quite as interested in giving them my tourism dollars as I thought I was.

Doc of the Day: “Flock of Dodos”

The first time I heard about “Flock of Dodos,” I immediately thought of the ongoing battle on “Friends” between Ross and Phoebe about evolution.

Ross: You don’t believe in evolution?
Phoebe: I don’t know, it’s just…you know, monkeys, Darwin…you know, it’s a…it’s a nice story. I just think it’s a little too easy.
Ross: Too easy? Too….the process of every living thing on this planet evolving over millions of years from single-celled organisms is… is too easy?
Phoebe: Yeah, I just don’t buy it.
Ross: Uh, excuse me, evolution is not for you to buy, Phoebe. Evolution is scientific fact, like…like…like the air we breathe. Like gravity.
Phoebe: Oh, okay, don’t get me started on gravity

Thankfully, the participants in the debates between the two predominant viewpoints within “Flock of Dodos” – Evolutionists vs. Intelligent Designers – tend to be a little bit more open-minded. (There is, however, one tale of a Creationist telling a woman that, because she’s an Episcopalian, she’s going to burn in Hell…but, then, as an Episcopalian myself, I expect she’s used to hearing that by now. We get that all the time.)

Randy Olson is a filmmaker. He’s also an evolutionary biologist, although he hasn’t actively worked in the field for a few years. When his mom began writing him from his home state of Kansas, keeping him informed about various school board battles involving evolution and intelligent design, it spurred Olson to make a film which posed a few questions, first and foremost being, “If we’re so unabashedly certain that evolution is a fact, then why is it still called a theory?” Next up: “What’s the deal on this whole ‘intelligent design’ thing, and is it really as viable as its proponents would have us believe?”

Olsen delivers an interesting, entertaining look at the battle between science and religion, interrupting the intelligent discourse on occasion with animation and caricatures to lighten the mood. Sometimes, however, valuable information can be delivered in a humorous manner, such as when the question is posed that if there’s truly an intelligent designer to the creatures on this planet, then why do rabbits have to eat something, poop it, and then eat it again for it to be properly digested? (True story…and they even show it!) It’s almost a running joke about how the intelligent design folk like to utilize Mt. Rushmore as an example of something that you’d look at and say, “Well, obviously, this thing was designed by someone,” only to follow by suggesting that the same could be said of any mountain, since you can’t disprove the concept. Fair enough…I guess.

As someone who lives in the same area as Pat Robertson, Regent University, and “The 700 Club,” you’d think I’d feel the hot breath of the creationists breathing down my neck even as I’m writing this very review, but, in fact, filmmaker / evolutionary biologist Randy Olson isn’t sporting devil horns during the course of his documentary…or, in other words, he’s not the Michael Moore of his subgenre. He’s a nice guy with a good sense of humor who doesn’t have an in-your-face attitude about his beliefs, and for the most part, the Intelligent Design folk that he’s chatting with come across a nice people, too. (The exception to that rule tends to come up whenever The Discovery Institute enters the picture.) He tries not to browbeat the people he’s talking with, and for their part, they generally try to hold polite conversations with him, even though they don’t agree with each other. In the end, Olsen politely suggests that the Intelligent Designers suffer from a tendency to examine their premise with their heart without factoring science into the equation…and while I’m of the mind that people are welcome to their own beliefs, I have to say that I’m in Olson’s camp.

But, then, as an Episcopalian, I’m apparently already going to Hell, anyway, so it’s not like I’m really going out on a limb.

P.S. There’s a lot more discussion on the topic amongst the special features of the DVD. Count on this becoming a staple of college biology classes in future years.

Doc of the Day: “Heavy Petting”

Surely you didn’t think you were rid of me just because the Scare of the Day feature had wrapped up. Wait ’til you get a load of November’s feature: Doc of the Day. It’s not like horror flicks are the only kind of DVDs that pile up around here, you know; we’ve also got a ton of documentaries sitting around, too, and since we managed to clear quite a lot of space last month, we might as well keep the ball rolling.

I figured I’d start with the easiest one in the pile, and what makes it the easiest is that it’s the only one I’ve actually seen before: “Heavy Petting,” which was originally released back in 1989. I remember seeing the trailer for it at the beginning of some VHS tape or other, and the concept immediately struck my fancy: get a bunch of hipster icons, sit them in front of a camera, have them reminisce about their introduction to the concept of sexuality, then get them to discuss their early experiences with dating, romance, and gettin’ it onnnnnnnnnnnnnn…

Okay, maybe it sounds a little creepy when I describe it that way, but the mood is lightened considerably by the interspersing of clips from ’50s instructional films about the aforementioned topics, which range from naively quaint to laughably ridiculous, and the whole thing is set to a soundtrack of ’50s rock n’ roll, including “Dedicated to the One I Love,” “Rockin’ Robin,” and “Ready Teddy,” among others. It’s not strictly instructional films, though; also incorporated into the mix is footage from the films of Marlon Brando, James Dean, Elvis Presley, and other icons of the ’50s. Plus, the roll call of contributors is decidedly impressive. David Byrne, Sandra Bernhard, Abbie Hoffman, Spalding Gray, Ann Magnuson, and Laurie Anderson all pop up, as do more unlikely contributors such as Josh Mostel and John Oates, but the most entertaining appearances come from the side-by-side duo of William S. Burroughs and Allen Ginsberg, who come off like the alt-lit version of Matthau and Lemmon.

It’s a bit unnerving to hear Byrne discuss how he used to think that masturbating too much could lead to an inability to get it up when with an actual girl, or to have Gray suggest a connection between the comforting touch of animal fur on one’s member and the huge sales figures for Davy Crockett coonskin caps in the 1950s, but the reality is this: at least one of the stories in “Heavy Petting” – probably more than one, truth be told – will make you blush not because you’re embarrassed at the frankness of it but, rather, because you went through the exact same thing yourself. It probably won’t happen during Hoffman’s reminiscences of the night he and some pals attempted to perform a circle jerk until they’d filled a milk bottle, but trust me, it’ll happen eventually.

If it happens during this clip, though, I don’t need to know about it:

The biggest complaint about the film is that the various talking heads are only identified at the very beginning of the film, in a “appearing, in order” list of credits, and at the very end, in an admittedly cute segment which offers up photos of each of them in their younger days. This means, though, that if you don’t recognize who’s talking, you’ll either have to wait ’til the end to figure out who they were, or you’ll have to count backwards through that list of credits from the beginning…and unless you’ve got a photographic memory, you’re gonna need a score card to pull that off successfully. (“Let’s see, the last person was Laurie Anderson, and this person here is Frances Farmer, and we’ve already seen Ann Magnuson, so…that means that the woman we saw three people ago must’ve been Zoe Tamerlis!”)

Disc 1 includes an interview with director Obie Benz and extended cuts of the sexual confessions of Ginsberg, Burroughs, Gray, Hoffman, et al, but it’s the bonus second disc that’ll really impress the cool kids, as it offers up ten original sex ed, anti-pornography and VD scare films from the 1930s through the 1950s. This is classic stuff that’s laugh out loud hilarious, which makes it perfect to have running on the DVD player during your next party…particularly this one:

(And if you really must watch Pt. 2, it’s right here.)

Scare of the Day: “Starz Inside: Bloodsucking Cinema”

This feels like a complete cheat of a Scare of the Day, but yesterday was a long damned day, and, frankly, I went for the shortest thing in my pile that was even remotely appropriate to the concept: a screener of the new Starz documentary, “Bloodsucking Cinema,” which – shocker! – offers up an hour-long history of the vampire as portrayed in motion pictures. (Given the title, I’m sure you in no way saw the subject matter coming.)

Unfortunately, the first reaction that the documentary is likely to inspire is the realization that there have been a lot…a LOT…of not-great vampire movies in recent years. It’s all but a universal truth that flicks like 1922’s “Nosferatu the Vampire,” with its uber-creepy performance from Max Schreck as the title character, and Tod Browning’s 1931 version of “Dracula,” which proved to be the defining moment of Bela Lugosi’s career (not to mention the albatross around his neck for the majority of his life), are all-time vampire classics. Unfortunately, it’s not like any of the principals from those movies are still among the living to discuss their experiences…but, hey, Uwe Boll and Kristanna Loken are chomping at the bit to chat about “BloodRayne”! Same with Len Weisman and the “Underworld” flicks, Stephen Sommers and “Van Helsing,” and Stuart Townsend and “Queen of the Damned.”

Not exactly on the same level, is it?

On the flip side of the coin, though, the conversations with Cheech Marin reminded me that it’s been too long since I last saw “From Dusk ‘Til Dawn,” and the interview segments with John Carpenter and John Landis and the clips from their respective vampire films – “Vampires” and “Innocent Blood” – made me think that I should give those flicks another chance, that maybe they’re better than I remember them. (In particular, the moments I saw of James Woods’ performance in “Vampires” during the special made me wonder why the film doesn’t stand out for me; he seemed to be having a ball, and yet I can’t for the life of me recall a thing about the flick, even though I know I’ve seen it.) I’m still not convinced, however, that watching Francis Ford Coppola’s “Dracula” again from start to finish wouldn’t leaving me feeling like a week had gone by, but, dammit, I was almost tricked into thinking otherwise. It was also nice to see Joel Schumacher reminiscing about “The Lost Boys,” though seeing Corey Haim only served to remind me how awful “The Two Coreys” was, and as a comic geek, I took great enjoyment in seeing an on-screen interview with Marv Wolfman, co-creator of “Blade.” (Oh, yeah, and writer / director David Goyer shows up to discuss those films as well.)

To give credit where credit is due, however, “Bloodsucking Cinema” does offer a bigger-picture view of the vampire film, even if its talking heads tend to represent sub-par examples of the genre. It does indeed stretch all the way back to “Nosferatu,” then moves forward, stopping long enough to speak of Lugosi, Christopher Lee’s portrayal of Dracula in the Hammer Studios films, the underrated Mexican vampire films which served to inspire “From Dusk ‘Til Dawn,” and even offers brief mentions of comedies like “Once Bitten” and Mel Brooks’ “Dracula: Dead and Loving It.” The differences in the vampire mythos from film to film are compared and contrasted, and by the end of the special, things have gotten downright philosophical, with Carpenter musing about how he would deal with the curse of eternal life.

“Bloodsucking Cinema” actually premiered on Friday night, but it’s being re-run on Halloween night at 9:00 PM EST. I know, it’s hard to accept that anything involving clips from “BloodRayne” is worth seeing, but this is worth catching. It’s certainly not all-inclusive (what, no “Blacula”?), but given the financial limitations inherent in cross-studio clip borrowing, they do they best they can, and the results are quite enjoyable.

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