Wednesday, September 30, 2009
The "Trade "Tattoo"
the british are coming?
Leonard Charles Huia Lye
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I also enjoyed the last film we watched on Thursday, Jack's Dream. It was very whimsical and fun, but made me wonder if there was a deeper meaning embedded in the film. Was it exploring only a convoluted dream, or was it exploring the nature of dreams as a whole and the human desire to be thought of as heroes? Just something to consider. Also, I was going to post early, but I forgot and am now out of rhythm.
Len Lye--is that his real name?
Stop Motion Animation
It's a curious surreal reality that the animated characters exist in. The focus on technology, with a Robot in the title even, is treated well by stop motion. The texture most readily reflects the actions of technology inserted into real life. Now that we have robots hanging in the horizon, it's lovely to see the whimsy of a robot origin story appear on film. I'm a little ill at ease that the birth of the robot is created by the death of the human character in film, but I really appreciate the time it took for Lye to create the film.
Who is Rose Hobart?
What I loved about Joseph Cornell's "Rose Hobart" was that it made no pretenses of being anything beyond what it was. The film made no grand statements; it was simply a film collage of scenes with the titular actress in scenes from a forgotten 1930s B-movie, "East of Borneo." It is a film that would hardly be expected to interest anyone beyond similarly creepy admirers of Rose Hobart. The film is undeniably weird in its repetition of seemingly random scenes, and it evokes a curious mix of nostalgia, obsession, and absurdity - all without the use of words and without filming any of his own material. Cornell's film for me is indicative of what can be so fascinating about film; what a movie like this shows us is that our definition of film benefits greatly by being expanded beyond the confines of mass entertainment. "Rose Hobart" works because it is so personal and so defiant of conventional analysis...How can we really be equipped to 'like' or 'dislike' this movie when it asks neither of us. It is simply a personal statement, an artist's product. And honestly, by the end, I was genuinely curious: Who the hell IS Rose Hobart?
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British and American Avant-Garde
That being said, I was really perplexed by the American film "Rose Hobart." It seemed like there was some story-line in the film that I couldn't find, like the narrative was just beyond the tips of my fingers. I understand that this film was composed of different clips from the actress Rose Hobart's films, and I think its interesting that it stands on its own. Sometimes collaborative efforts like that fall apart, and you need an understanding of the original pieces to appreciate the end result. The vague story and interesting imagery of "Rose Hobart" was enough to keep me interested with out being invested in the actress herself. In this way, the film maker created a cine-thing with a montage of images and clips from other films.
Oh, and I really liked the animation that we watched. It was fun as well as thought provoking.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
AvantGarde Animation
My favorite film from Thursday though was probably Jack's Dream. Not only was the concept amusing and enjoyable but seeing what was probably the beginning of Rudolph or Mr. Rogers types of animation (as Seannie said) and filmmaking was interesting. It was also something to note that these types of filmmaking began as something avantgarde and relatively not mainstream to become something that is the focus of young children's entertainment.
On the other hand, as discussed in class today, you cannot ignore the droning and terribly mundane quaility of British Industrialization that seemed to do nothing more than fail at attempting to copy Man With the Movie Camera.
Monday, September 28, 2009

I loved the lubricant ad. Yes, the lubricant ad. Or maybe it was an oil ad. Anyway, that one got my attention from the get go. The animation of it reminded me of those old Christmas specials on tv like Frosty the Snowman and Rudolph. I love animation; the ability to bring things to life before a camera lens through clever tricks and manipulation has always been something I've loved. Inanimate objects can move how you want them to. I don't think I really understood any of the films we saw last week. However, I now want to see a Rose Hobart film and will always send my mail out early..
Sunday, September 27, 2009
A Reflection
IN OTHER WORDS....
I had no iota what was going on. I was confused in pretty much all the movies. Just "Wow...." There really are no words to describe the films we saw last Thursday.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Life in Movie form
Man With A Movie Camera
The camera, no matter what it is filming, always puts a perspective or spin on the movements taking place. Framing immediately changes everything. So no matter how much of the "real" world Vertov shot in this film, the editing and choice of positioning and lighting and creation of montage made it very clear that Dziga Vertov was saying SOMETHING underneath, or on top of, all the seemingly "everyday" shots.
I thought that the film was simply an exercise of this idea of the camera as a altering force on reality. The ideas brought up in class about a "big brother" type of message with all of the eyes seem to me to be products of a post- 1984 era. I could be wrong but I doubt that Vertov created such an encompassing, and grandiose film to achieve just that.
Watching the film, I felt as though something was progressing and building up. There were so many reoccurring themes and symbols that led me to this feeling. However, by the time of the end of the film I was completely lost in the boring excitement of the everyday lives of these people and the man filming them.
a truly international absolute language
window to the soul
The Beauty of Everyday Life
I also noticed the importance of contrast in many aspects of the film. This included contrast in social class between those filmed. This was evident in many scenes, including the ones of people riding in streetcars while others rode in a horse and buggy. This contrast might not only have a political meaning, but it added to the visual rhythm of the whole film that was so intricately created through the use of specific editing techniques, including super-imposing and split-screens. I especially found the interweaving of images portraying marriage, divorce, birth, and death to perfectly portray the stages and moods of life. Overall, I was pleased with the film "Man with a Movie Camera". It reiterated the idea of cherishing life’s everyday moments.
The power of film
But Vertov does not limit his message to shots by the cameraman-- he includes shots of the cameraman as well-- weaving through traffic, bathing in the ocean, balancing on the side of a moving car, but always holding onto his camera. In this way, Vertov conveys the ubiquity of film very cleverly. He not only shows the cameraman in a variety of situations (proving he can go anywhere), but implies the presence of an unknown, invisible, second presence (maybe the audience?) by the very fact that he has these shots of the cameraman.
Overall, I looked at Man With a Movie Camera as a fascinating examination of the nature of film and the interaction between the cameraman, his subjects, and his viewers.
Also, I loved the music; just had to get that in there.
Although I cannot say that I am quite as thrilled about Vertov’s Man with a Movie Camera as some seem to be, I do appreciate the idea and find it rather intriguing. The idea of the universal language and communication across languages is a beautiful concept although I feel that in a way it was just an idea used to glorify filmmaking. As if to brag that filmmaking is the superior art form because it can be universal and not limited to one language. The film also seems to show that the video camera surpasses the human eye. It shows how much more the camera can capture than what we may see with the human eye. The camera switches back and forth between what the camera sees and the bigger picture of the man shooting the film to show the subtleties the camera is able to pick up. Sometimes throughout the film the scene would freeze to allow the viewer to focus on a snapshot. This is another thing the human eye is unable to do. We do not have the ability to freeze a scene to give us more time to look at it as the camera did mid men jumping hurtles or horseback riding. I feel like though the film was extremely experimental and the overall purpose was a universal language, its purpose of glorifying filmmaking, or the “kino eye” as Vertov referenced it, was just as prominent.
Vertov's Film
This film allowed us to see more of the lives of the people in the past than we ever would have otherwise. I feel like I'm let in on a secret. If no one ever recorded daily events in a film like this, how would we ever be able to experience what it was like to wake up in Russia in 1929? I appreciate this film because it recorded things that usually go unpreserved in favor of more monumentous subjects. I thank Vertov for taking the time to appreciate the beauty of the world around us. It's one thing to know that people lived life and went about theyre business 70 years ago much like we do today-- that is an undeniable fact. However, when you have tangible evidence of their lives, it makes one feel so much more connected with them.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
a man with a mission (and a movie camera)

Universal Language
Vertov mentioned in his essay that he thought of music as helping us to "hear" like how a Kino-eye helps us to "see". I got the sense that as much as the movie was trying to show life as art, as seen through the camera, there was also this glorification of the cameraman. A lot of the time he is seen as larger than life, although admittedly the first image is of a larger than life camera. Then the eye is laid on top of the camera lense. It's like Vertov is saying "I'm pointing out the eye of God to you, so you'll know better next time."
There's a lovely "This Could Be Anywhere" component of the film, being silent with just music as its form of expression. But what does that say? This is the human life, laid bare before this man's camera? It's a nice feeling that A Man with a Movie Camera is a universal language, using film as a means of communication and expression, but it was a personal film. The language is still universal, even in a subjective view point.
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Man with a movie camera
A film about film viewing and film making
Vertov experimented with a lot of editing effects in this film. The ones that I noticed were collage, image-over-image superimposing, slow motion, stop frame, stop-action, dissolve effect, and "rewind" reverse playing. I liked seeing how these effects were used along with the content that seems to comment on film viewing and film making. There were a lot of "spectator" and theatre scenes throughout this film. The spectator scenes consisted of clips of typically spectated activities (athletic feats, magic tricks) with clips of various spectators reacting spliced between them. This created an interesting effect where the spectating crowds and individuals seemed to respond to the "viewed" clips beforehand, while it was still obvious to the film viewer that the event clips and spectator clips did not match up. This same effect showed up in the theatre scenes, but in a different manner. Vertov edited the film by superimposing "viewed clips" of film that he shot onto the screens of theatre viewings that he also shot elsewhere. This effect changes the film that the theatre-goers were watching, as made obvious by subtle inaccuracies. Vertov incorporates a lot of other scenes that can be considered casual nods to the act of film making. The viewer sees camera mechanisms throughout the film, for example with the motif clip of the eye within the camera's lense. Clips of the "man with a movie camera" going to extremes (ladders, under train tracks, on moving vehicles, middle of street, etc) to record footage also relate to this idea. Lastly, there is a solid 10 minute section of clips which make reference to film editing. A woman is shown scouring over film - showing single stop frame images - and splicing clips together - eventually showing the extent of the clips that were shown as stop frames before.
a man with a movie camera
reversal of symbols
Man with the Movie Camera
One of the goals of the film that was definitely accomplished was the invention of a "universal language" without words. The clear imagery and simplicity of the movie made it very easy to understand, and this ease of access is what makes it really beautiful. Anyone can sit down and enjoy this film and take something away from it, though there are some deeper aspects, like the ones we discussed in class, that may not be so obvious.
One of the curious things I noticed during "The Man with the Movie Camera" was how the tempo and rhythm of the images seemed to almost always go against what the score was playing, instead of them being in sync. I'm not sure if that's alluding to the (in)stability of the Russian society of the time, or if it's suggesting that this "Man" is not actually capturing reality as thoroughly as we have been led to believe. Or maybe its something else?
A film about film
My one issue with the film is that it does not perhaps accurately reflect the real urban Russia that it strives to -- it is much more focused on presenting the image of a bustling, mechanical city life that is a product of Stalin's Great Transformation of Russia into a modernized industrial state, launched into the present through his 5-Year Plans. This is an image instead of a reflection of the poverty and censorship and turmoil that the real Man with a Movie Camera would have also found in late 1920s Russia.
Still, the movie is visually exciting and memorable, leaving us with dozens of beautiful images and scenes. It is a film about film and the making of film, and it daringly succeeds in creating the new, fast-paced international language that it sought to achieve.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Teamwork on Vocabulary?
I don't know if I'm late or something, but do you all want to team up for the vocab? I think there's 24 of us, and 96 vocabulary words, so that leaves 4 words for each of us. If I'm way late, and everyone has already started and I'm a loser, just tell me in class. If not, I claim the first four terms. Well, see you in class!
Jade
A Study of Life
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Man with a Movie Camera
Although I really enjoyed the highly narrative and intruiging storyline of films such as Dr. Caligari, I must say how surprised I am with how fascinating I found Vertov's film, it's simplicity and sincere passion emanating from it enthralled me.
At best, "Man with a Movie Camera" was a mesmerizing film with a lyrical soundtrack put together by Michael Nyman. Although the music was slightly repetitive, it was nevertheless a beautifully, moving portrait of the life it portrayed. The film was provocative in that there reveals an evocative and quite profound element in the most mundane activities of human life. Who knew that such a mundane activity such as the way a woman factory worker does her job could be so engaging? It was as if, the cameraman wanted to illuminate what we miss every day, that there is beauty in the mundane, in the plain, in the ordinary. I found, as I was watching "Man with a Movie Camera", that there was an extraordinary, but subtle paradigm shift within me. There was a certain parallelism to the way the cameraman portrayed the varying parts of human life that almost seemed synchronized. There was a familiarity and a sense of intimacy to the film that I could not put my finger on. There was something strangely exhilarating and uplifting about watching the mine worker do his job. I am still in awe and wonder at "Man with a Movie Camera." Who knew that such a film could be so mesmerizing???
Thursday, September 17, 2009
The Clergyman's Climbing Up the Walls [[avec Coquille ]]
[[ reason Two, ]] Since I always relate new things I’m exposed to with old ones I already know, I thought I’d relate this film to one of my 14 favorite Radiohead songs; “Climbing Up the Walls”. This song is extremely eerie and powerful because it has presence every time it’s played. Many say it’s about being stalked or some serial killer; Thom Yorke says he was inspired by the mental asylum he once worked at. Regardless, this song coincides with the theme of Coquille et le clergyman because they share that same sense of chaotic symbolism.i watched the first 4minutes47seconds of the film again while listening to the song and it fit almost like a glove…I suggest you try it; ‘specially if you are a Radiohead fan. The lyrics sum up the chaotic symbolism of the music and the various metaphors somehow suit the film Coquille et le clergyman. [[maybe I’m just daydreaming the similarities but I don’t know how else to explain it other than the combo of the track “Climbing Up the Walls” and Coquille et le clergyman speaks to me]]
“I am the key to the lock in your house, that keeps your toys in the basement
And if you get too far inside, you'll only see my reflection
It's always best when the light is off, I am the pick in the ice
Do not cry out or hit the alarm, we're friends till we die
And either way you turn, I'll be there, open up your skull
I'll be there, climbing up the walls
It's always best when the light is off, it's always better on the outside
Fifteen blows to the back of my head, fifteen blows to your mind
So tuck the kids in safe tonight, shut the eyes in the cupboard
So not cry out or hit the alarm, you'll get the loneliest feeling
That either way you turn, I'll be there, open up your skull
I'll be there, climbing up the walls
Climb up the walls. climb up the walls”
p.s. funny how [almost] everything always seems to be about sex!!!
ghosts
At one point in time during the film, I became confused as to the presence of ghosts in the setting. Were any of the people “ghosts”, and if so, which ones? Without reason, do we as humans lose all substance, and thus become mere “ghosts” of what we could potentially be? The hats were always just out of reach, and yet, it seemed as though the group of men were approaching the problem with very little rationality. Take for example the scene where the one man aims a gun and tries to shoot another man. Either he is trying to shoot a ghost, which would be pretty ineffective, or he is trying to shoot his fellow companion, which would actually hinder the group’s efforts. Same goes for the scene where two of the men are engaging in a gruesome fistfight. The film displays violence as irrational and inhumane.
Personally, I found the repetitive movement of shapes from several of the first movies to be kind of monotonous. The constant movement really did not grip me and after the first minute merely turned tedious. It kind of reminded me of one of those screen savers that comes up and you cannot stop watching, only someone decided to make it into a movie with sound. I am not trying to put down the entire idea however, because I do truly appreciate the time and effort that must have gone into these films. Especially with limited technology, it would be very difficult to coordinate these shapes to the music. I believe that some of my confusion is probably due to my musical handicap. As much as I would love to be a musical person, I simply do not have an ear for tone or pitch and rhythm is just a whole other level. It was hard for me to grasp the meaning behind it all.
I found myself to be much more intrigued by the film Ghosts Before Breakfast. I have found that I really get into movies when I can relate to them. This film reminded me of those days when nothing goes right no matter how hard you try. Not even the little things. I am not sure that being relatable is exactly what these film creators had in mind, and may even be a shallow idea in comparison, but that is what grasped my attention.
a visual symphony.
Perhaps it was because we watched it first, perhaps it was just the simplest, relatively, for me to grasp; at any rate, Walter Ruttman's "Lichtspiel Opus 1" forced itself a place in my mind more forcefully than any other film we watched last Thursday. Watching the Light Opus, I did not feel affronted, forced to face an inner part of myself as the other films did; rather, I felt invited, asked to slip into the subconscious for a while. I have always been a big fan of music, and I felt while watching the Light Opus that Ruttman had indeed blended the two, light through cinema in perfect harmony with the music. Ruttman, essentially, captured the visual existence of a symphony, in my opinion. On the other end of the spectrum, the film I felt most bizarrely intrigued (and almost, in a way, violated) by was Luis Buñel and Salvador Dali’s “Un Chien Andalou.” At times I did not know whether to be put off by what I saw or laugh hysterically; either way, the film left me far from the serenity placed in me by “Lichtspiel Opus.” And I am sure it has already been mentioned, but of course, I could not help but remember the Pixies song "Debaser." (click to watch!)
Lichtspiel opus 1

Ruttman's Lichtspiel Opus I was most resonate with me than the other movies. With all of these films, there was no distinct idea or thought process that i could clearly discern. But with this first film, I had a base feeling, an immediate contact with something that I can't really explain but remains grasping my mind.
First of all, the texture of the drawings and the color and the animation was very reminiscent to me of the Disney film Fantasia (one of my favorites). I read later that this film inspired the workings of Fantasia.
As for the nature of the work itself, there was something very sensational and sensual about the piece. One thing to note was the repetition of movement, hammering these shapes into the memory. Another was the way in which the light curved. At one point it curved as though outlining the curves of a woman's back. But at the last "movement" (I think), there was a glorious beam of light that protruded in the screen. From this, I got a sense for Ruttman's idea of forming musical ideas with visual ones. Symphonies often end with something invigorating and glorious.
The shapes that were projected on the screen were fascinating. Rhythmus 21 consisted of squares and rectangles, completely mechanical and geometric shapes with sharp edges. Everything in Lichtspiel opus was fluid and human. The strokes felt created by human hands. They weren't completely solid. They faded in and out and changed colors. They illuminated. They weren't just shapes of themselves, they revealed the environment they inhabited. There was a blur between determining whether a background was being illuminated or whether the "illuminations" were inhabiting the background. I assume there was some marriage between the two ideas.
I wish I had gotten to see these films without the music. I know that with the world that I live in, movie without music instills boredom in me. But I still feel as though the music was completely against the intentions of many of the films, especially Lichtspiel Opus. Lichtspiel Opus was a work in creating music through images, so a conceived soundtrack pairing takes away from the artist's purpose.
Understanding the Confusion
I found the other films interesting, but I'm not sure I completely understood them. In particular the Surrealist films Coquille et le clergy man and Un Chien Andalou reminded me of dreams in that they were illogical, loosely connected, and featured the unexpected objects like the dead donkeys. I could see how the films are supposed to portray the repressed feelings of an individual that appear during sleep. This would explain the clergyman’s desire for the married woman while Un Chien Andalou expresses the random and unconscious dreams that the human psyche creates.
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I also enjoyed Ballet Mecanique for its visual beauty and comforting message. After a night of beautifully disturbing visuals and uncomfortable messages, Ballet Mecanique relaxed me in a way none of the other films were able to with its quiet beauty and endearing optimism.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Utter Confusion
A Reflection
In addition, "Rhythmus 21" also left an impression on me. "Rhythmus 21" irrevocably conspired to zoom in and zoom out white boxes that left an imprint upon the black screen. I was glued to the steady, solid beat that the music conveyed to me. Without a doubt, "Rhythmus 21" and its trademark collision between the two white boxes seemed to mimic the blinking of my eyes.
Although, "Rhythmus 21" and "Symphonie Diagonale" were films merely comprised of moving blocks and random figures, both imparted a unique set of sensations that I had not encountered before to me. Moreover, despite what we read in both the textbook and articles on the films, there seemed to be an ability that the message conveyed by both films was open to interpretation.
-Michael Lau
But in any case I enjoyed the movies and I especially enjoyed the music, like always.
Lalala
I am still upset to see that people are still genuinely unnerved by Prof. Langston's assertion that simple movement yields complex emotion. I do not necessarily want to speak for him, but I am pretty certain that he did not literally mean that acts of motion underlie human feeling. I mentioned my theory in class, but I am not sure if it was coherent. I think it is arguable that Ruttmann, Richter, and Eggeling were simply aware of subtle influences that the pairing of form and movement can have on the human psyche. They were able to use these common archetypes of movement and emotion to hopefully pioneer a new sense of expression and evocation from film. Sure, we may not have registered the process, but if we collected some sort of meaning from the film then the effects are still valid.
I planned to comment on the film Mechanical Ballet in my post for this week, but Seannie captured it perfectly. Thank you for loving it as much as I did. I fell in love with the simple aesthetics of the film, especially the classic beauty that the cinematography portrayed in the woman.
Ghosts Before Breakfast
Visually, Ghosts Before Breakfast is intriguing. I love the shot of the men disappearing behind the pole, but I can't think of how they did it! Clever editing, just like the man on the ladder I would bet. Out of all the films from last Thursday, this one was playful. It was like a day off, for the hats and other objects, but also for the viewer. For some reason, this film made me think about a relaxed Saturday afternoon. Why? Was it the tea taken in the garden? The one hat playing in the stream of water from the fire hose?
And after all of the minor chaos, the men sit down in the garden and the hats land obediently on their heads! What does it mean? Are the hats rebelling or aren't they?
Emotion as Movement.
I also am unsure about whether or not I buy that theory. If the movement of squares and triangles is supposed to make me feel something (other than complete and utter boredom) then why didn’t I? Perhaps assuming that this hypothesis is correct and that we, the subjects of the experiment, are flawed is a bit backwards. If movement is supposed to elicit feeling, then it should elicit feeling, regardless of how many commercial films someone has seen. It seems to be to be a bit like saying the earth is flat, despite evidence to the contrary. And as for the idea that all aspects of emotions are essentially complex movements, I think that’s too much of a stretch for my tastes. I suppose that falling in love requires a series of movements, but I think that the imagery and the stimulation that we obtain through contact with the person we’re in love with has more to do with the feeling than their movements.
This past screening was an interesting one, to say the least. Not only did we watch multiple movies in a short span of time but each of these films were so outlandish that they took a lot of concentration and I found myself mixing things from various ones together. Each of the films seemed to simply repeat the same action, over and over again; maybe that was the point or had some underlying meaning but on a Thursday night after a day of classes it seemed obsolete. Opus was especially lengthy. In actuality it was only 13 minutes but keep in mind this was spent watching blobs and figures move somewhat in sync with the music. I won’t say I didn’t like any of them because I found the Mechanical Ballet and Ghost Before Breakfast both amusing in their own rights but I felt out of the loop while watching them. I must have simply missed the memo, on all of them. I guess that makes me a fan of narrative pieces in contrast to non-narratives but I’m hoping my understanding will grow to a point where I can sit down and watch bowler hats float through the air and immediately know the symbolism behind them. At this point in time however, I cannot so I hope that doesn’t make me close-minded maybe just a student who’s learning.
