Wednesday, January 28, 2015
FILMERFAHRUNG UND ZUSCHAUER
Friday, January 23, 2015
Thursday, January 22, 2015
HOERSTURZ
Saw the last of the Hollywood Musicals Festival at the Arsenal with
Scandinavian Mulatto Muzlim Daniel Hendrickson.
Kino 1 was packed liked it is during The Berlinale for the rare
screening of the 1943 all black musical Stormy Weather starring the
incandescent Lena Horne who looks so much like my mother Mary Magdelene
Duplantier.
The film also stars Bill “Bojangles”Robinson” Cab Callaway and his zoot suit, The Nicholas Brothers stealing the show in the final production number,
Katherine Dunham, Ada Brown and Fats Waller.
The last time I saw the film was in the early 1970s when it was on TV so
I forgot that it was fashioned as a semi biopic about the career of
Bojangles. Besides getting to see Ms.
Horne in all her glamorous glory I was very impressed by Fats Waller being allowed to be the queenly
queen that he is. Fats basically
plays himself and I doubt if a mainstream audience of that time was aware that
his references were towards people ‘in the life’ as they use to say in
Harlem Renaissance days. The blues singer Ada Brown is
also a standout and I even liked the black face vaudeville bit by two black
comics who darken their skin just a shade or two from their natural color which
was oddly riveting. The films humour was so olde school its new
school. The Katherine Dunham ballet
sequence was also intriguing, but the costumes for her gany male dancers was the
ultimate in homo poovah. Of the two all black musicals that came out
in 1943 the other being Cabin in the Sky from MGM directed by Vincente Minnelli starring
Ethel Waters I think I like Cabin better.
Cabin also features Lena Horne.
There is more of Ms. Horne in Stormy but when it comes to greatness no one can
surpass Miss Ethel Waters.
Wednesday, January 14, 2015
DER NEO-AKTIONISTISCHE AUFBRUCH
Met with Marcuse Siegelstein, Daniel Hendrickson, Piero Bellomo my former students Glee Brevard, Acme Singt, Christophe De Rohan Chabot and Chrome Chastain at the
Communist Pizza Parlour on Schonhauser Allee for din din before going to the
ICI Kulturelabor Institute to hear a
talk on the Theory of the Gimmick by visiting scholar Sianne Ngai. Ms. Ngai is a glamorous delight bringing much
needed pizazz to Berlina as she lectured wearing Vivienne Westwood. Ms. Ngai’s research on the gimmick as a sometime
failed special effect within the literary canon is in its earliest stages as
she introduced some of her work-in-progress findings and observations. Can’t wait to see how she furthers this
discourse through race via Richard Wright’s The
Outsider and Samuel R.Delaney’s Babel-17.
It’s been over a year since I last had a rendezvous with my sometime
fuckbuddy the Scientist I call Saarbrucken who is from said German/French
border town. On this visit we met at his Charlottenburg
hotel for goodies and then he took me to the cute and very authentic Italian
boite Pasta & Basta at Knesebeckstrasse 94 where I gorged on white bean
soup and Linguini with Lachs. I am
always famished after a bit of longoverdue sexing.
Saarbrucken retired this year from his stressful job with the German
government and wants to buy an apartment in Berlin. Maybe I can get him to buy a flat for me as
he’s loaded coming from a prominent German industrialist family.
Went to a birthday breakfast with the handsomest man in all Europa Uli
Ziemons of Forum Expanded. Uli was happy
to take a little time off from work on the ten year anniversary of The
Berlinale’s Forum Expanded planning.
The Vagimule Davis doll and kollektiv CHEAP will be a part of the
celebration which will start on Feb 3rd at the Akademie de
Kunst. I love the theme this year, “To
The Sound of the Closing Door” which for me is very Nora of A Doll’s House.
Thursday, January 08, 2015
HONI SOIT QUI MAL Y PENSE
Was taken for a nice luncheon to Maxway Café at Winterfeldt
Platz by the personable visiting art dealer from Chicago G.Craig Smith. Mr. Smith has been following my retarded lady
career since the early 1990s when we first met at a reading I did at the People
Like Us bookshoppe.
The great fearless leader of kollektiv CHEAP Ms. Susanne
Sachsse had one of her delightful dinner parties for the visiting literary
scholars Sianne Ngai and Mark McGurl of Stanford University. We were joined by my young proteges Acme
Singt, Christophe DeRohan Chabot and film historian Marcuse Siegelstein who
actually did the cooking following La Sachsse’s secret recipe. The food was heavenly as is always the case
at the famous East Berlin salon of Susi Su.
Mr. McGurl and Ms. Ngai are enchanting and very vivacious. Ms. Ngai will be giving the talk “Theory of
the Gimmick” on Monday January 12 7:30pm at the ICI Foundation. She is a Harvard educated English professor
and has published the books Ugly Feelings, Out Aesthetic Catagories-Zany, Cute
& Interesting as well as essays with such fab titles as “The Cuteness of
the Avant Garde” and “Merely Interesting”.
I can’t wait to hear what she has to say at her lecturina and I’m bringing a cadre of my
interns and young former students. During
dinner Ms. Ngai recommended two books by D.A.Miller
A Place for Us on Hollywood Musicals and Jane Austen and the Secret of
Style.
I took Scandinavian Muzlim jihadist Daniel Hendrickson for
his birthday breakfast to a relatively new café on the canal in NeuKoeln called
California Breakfast Slam at Instrasse 47.
Loved the décor of the joint and the food was American style without
being too chi chi. I had mushroom scrambled eggs that were very fluffy the way I like em with homefries and Daniel had gravy & biscuits. Our waitress was a lovely young Spanish woman.
On Silvester I watched several serials that were sent to me
on DVD including Transparent which includes a small role by my delightful multi
media artist daughter ZacKary
Drucker. Love ZacKery but I didn’t care
for the main characters in this program which involves three grown children of
an elderly man who comes out as a transgendered woman. The acting of Gaby Hoffman(the daughter of
Warhol legend Viva) is superb. I’ve
known lil Miss Gaby since she was a young girl.
But all of the other leads just come across as too sour Apple Annie in
that American TV fashion that tries to be edgy and winds up falling flat. Was also sent an Australian TV show called
Please Like Me with a lead in the form of the ungainly Josh Thomas who is quite unlikeable on
many fronts besides being fugly. In one of the episodes he
calls himself “a 50 year old looking baby” and I couldn’t agree more. Because Mr. Thomas is the writer and star of
this series he chooses only the best looking young lads to play his love
interests. Nice work if you can get it .
. . I much prefer watching the
episodes sent to me of two defunct series The Tomorrow People and Star Crossed
that don’t try to be anything other then mindless escapism.
Tuesday, December 30, 2014
AN DER NASE DES MANNES ERKENNT MAN SEINEN JOHANNES
Went to Arsenal to see Meet Me In St. Louis and An American In Paris directed by the
legendary Ganymede Hollywood film director Vincente Minnelli father of Liza and
ex-wife of Judy Garland. I’ve seen St.
Louis a million times but I always find new things to admire in the film. This time the supporting players really
caught my attention starting off with FIT male ingénue Tom Drake who use to be
boyfriends with Gore Vidal who modelled one of his City and the Pillar
characters after Mr. Drake. Drake was also
a regular sex partner of the late great Taylor Mead. I also appreciated on this viewing the performances
of Leon Ames as Alonzo Smith family pater,a humorous Chill Wills in a tiny part
as the iceman cometh and the radiant Mary Astor as the nuanced matriarch of the
clan. Too bad Miss Astor was forced by
Hollywood to play mostly mothers for Metro during the 1940s. Mary Astor’s
father was German and born in Berlin later in her life like Louise Brooks her
writing on film received much praise.
In An American in Paris Nina Foch is amazing as the wealthy
patron to Gene Kelly’s character and during a student ball sequence there are
some scantily clad sexy gay male couples.
On Sunday the Rising Stars, Falling Stars joint presentation
with Annette Lingg & Hans Joachim Fetzer of All Singing,All Dancing
Hollywood Musicals 1933-1957 Festival was packed with a screening of the Ginger
Rogers, Fred Astaire frolic Follow the Fleet.
The SRO crowd included Arsenal Empress Stefanie Schulte Strathaus, Uli
Ziemons and Nanna Heidenreich of Forum Expanded, my partner in grime Daniel
Hendrickson the Scandinavian Muzlim jihadist, film historian Marcuse
Siegelstein with his lady love Susanne Sachsse, Assaf Hochman with a visiting
pal from Israel the TV/Film scribe and comedy sensation Galit Hoogie who like
Daniel doesn’t care for the assless Fred Astaire, super sweet queer activist
Rufus Sona with beauty boy Tomas and posse, Piero Bellomo with due sorelle di
Firenze Elena y Monica, Olivier Nowitzky and his hot new Arab lover, superstar
Antonia Baird aka Werner Hersch, artist Maggie Schneider, blue movie idol and
and high priced male concubine Tommy DeLuca, with rectal hydrating actor Hamish
Linkletter, Stedelijk Museum curator Hendrik Folkerts, Salome & Richard
Gershe and G. Craig Smith of Chicago who is doing his European tour and first
saw Ms. Davis perform in Chitown back in the early 1990’s during the heyday of
Homocore Chieta.
I don’t celebrate Christmas but every year I do go to Piero
Bellomo’s Christmas Eve dinner at his Embassy Row compound. His husband Daniel Hendrickson the
Scandinavian Muzzy takes care of the cooking.
Last year he made an American style Turkey dinner with all the trimmings
which I hadn’t had in ages, but this year The Muzlim jihadist made gourmet enchiladas
with mole sauce and masculine Cornisch Game Hen which was delicious. Fearless Leader of CHEAP Susanne Sachsse did
her yearly post Christmas dinner party that features mounds of sumptuous
organic lamb, kale and mashed sweet potato in carmelized garlic droplets----heavenly.
I hate New Year’s Eve known as Silvester in Germany. Berliners overdo the fireworks thing so it
gets loud and unruly. You won’t see me
at any allnite party, I prefer to spend the evening alone meditating and
enjoying some well deserved Michele Obama style “ME” time. Its great not having to feel like I have to
entertain anyone or be “ON”.
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