twi-ny recommended events

NINA MENKES: DISSOLUTION (HITPARKUT)

Didi Fire plays a desperate man in Menkes’s haunting DISSOLUTION

DISSOLUTION (Nina Menkes, 2010)
Anthology Film Archives
32 Second Ave. at Second St.
March 9-15
212-505-5181
www.anthologyfilmarchives.org
www.ninamenkes.com

“For me, cinema is sorcery, a creative way to interact with the world in order to rearrange perception and expand consciousness — both the viewer’s and my own,” says master filmmaker Nina Menkes. A citizen of Israel, Germany, and the United States, Menkes has made only six feature-length films and three shorts over the course of thirty years but has established an international reputation that deserves to be more widespread in America. On the occasion of the U.S. theatrical release of her latest film, Dissolution, Anthology Film Archives is holding a retrospective of Menkes’s career, following a festival held last month at her alma mater, UCLA. Shot in an Arab section of Tel Aviv and loosely based on Dostoyevsky’s Crime and Punishment, Dissolution is an intense psychological drama seething with an inner violence that is ready to explode at any moment. Didi Fire, who cowrote and coedited the film with Menkes, stars as a deeply troubled Israeli man desperate for money. The film opens with Fire gently nudging a snail with his foot, the imminent threat of his stomping on it readily apparent. Soon he is furiously sharpening a knife, obsessively timed to a ticking metronome. “There are no rules in this world. Misfortune is not punishment, nor is good luck a reward,” he later tells a friend “All meaning is barren. . . . This world has no core, except that core which has shattered.” After committing a brutal murder, he, like Raskalnikov, is left to deal with the guilt that is ravaging his soul. Shot in sharp black-and-white with a handheld digital video camera and featuring Menkes’s first male protagonist, Dissolution is a haunting tale that is as much about one man’s journey as it is about the violence and unrest that permeates throughout Israel. Named Best Drama at the 2010 Jerusalem International Film Festival, it is a powerful morality play that never preaches at the audience, instead telling its story slowly and determinedly as it unfolds in a world of scorpions and spiders, ghosts and inner demons. Dissolution is running at Anthology daily March 9-15, along with screenings of such other Menkes works as The Great Sadness of Zohara (1983), Magdalena Viraga (1986), The Bloody Child (1996), and Phantom Love (2007). As a bonus, Menkes will be on hand to talk about her career at select screenings.

TARKOVSKY INTERRUPTUS: STALKER

STALKER (Andrei Tarkovsky, 1979)
The New School, Tishman Auditorium
6 West 12th St. at Fifth Ave.
Saturday, March 10, free, 5:00
212-998-2101
www.nyihumanities.org
www.amt.parsons.edu

Set in a seemingly postapocalyptic world that is never explained, Andrei Tarkovsky’s Stalker is an existential work of immense beauty, a deeply philosophical, continually frustrating, and endlessly rewarding journey into nothing less than the heart and soul of the world. Alexander Kaidanovsky stars as Stalker, a careful, precise man who has been hired to lead Writer and Professor (Tarkovsky regulars Anatoli Solonitsyn and Nikolai Grinko, respectively) into the forbidden Zone, a place of mystery that houses a room where it is said that people can achieve their most inner desires. While Stalker’s home and the bar where the men meet are dark, gray, and foreboding, the Zone is filled with lush green fields, trees, and aromatic flowers — as well as abandoned vehicles, strange passageways, and inexplicable sounds. The Zone — which heavily influenced J. J. Abrams’s creation of the island on Lost — has a life all its own as past, present, and future merge in an expansive land where every forward movement is fraught with danger but there is no turning back. An obsessive tyrant of a filmmaker, Tarkovsky (Andrei Rublev, Solaris) imbues every shot with a supreme majesty, taking viewers on an unusual and unforgettable cinematic adventure. On March 10 at 5:00, the New York Institute for the Humanities at NYU and the Illustration Program at Parsons are teaming up to present “Tarkovsy Interruptus,” a free screening of the film that will be stopped at several points for commentary from what is being referred to as a “a distinguished panel of Tarkovsky fanatics,” including Geoff Dyer, Walter Murch, Phillip Lopate, Francine Prose, Michael Benson, and Dana Stevens. The program is being held in conjunction with the publication of Dyer’s latest work, Zona: A Book About a Film About a Journey to a Room (Pantheon, February 21, $24). For more on Dyer, who will also introduce the screening, you can read our twi-ny talk with him here.

RISA JAROSLOW & DANCERS: 25th ANNIVERSARY SEASON

Risa Jaroslow & Dancers will celebrate their silver anniversary season at Abrons Arts Center this week (photo by Anja Hitzenberg)

Abrons Arts Center, Henry Street Settlement
466 Grand St. at Pitt St.
March 9-11, $20
212-598-0400
www.henrystreet.org
www.hightidedance.com

For a quarter of a century, New York–based Risa Jaroslow & Dancers have been tackling issues of masculinity, community, and the human experience in such works as Book Song Woman Man, Table Talk, Whole Sky, and 311. For their silver anniversary season, coming to Abrons Arts Center March 9-11, they will revive 2006’s Resist/Surrender, in which company dancers Marcos Duran, Luke Gutgsell, Elise Knudson, and Paul Singh are joined by a group of bare-legged men from various walks of life who, dressed in white, watch from the wings as the dancers, wearing sharp blue costumes, break into duets in the center of the stage and incorporate a large wooden wall in the back as composer Scott Johnson’s score is performed live by Fireworks Ensemble, along with snippets of quotes from interviews with men. The company will also present the world premiere of The Middle of Where She Is, a piece about sadness and loss, growth and responsibility, that will be danced by Rachel Lehrer, Knudson, and Jaroslaw, with music by Brooklyn-based violin and viola duo Charly & Margaux.

GLOBUS FILM SERIES — LOVE WILL TEAR US APART: TIME / BAD GUY

TIME kicks off a trio of films by Korean director Kim Ki-duk at Japan Society

TIME (SHI GAN) (Kim Ki-duk, 2006)
Japan Society
333 East 47th St. at First Ave.
Saturday, March 10, $12, 3:00
Series runs through March 18
212-715-1258
www.japansociety.org
www.timethemovie.net

The excellent Japan Society series “Love Will Tear Us Apart,” which consists of Japanese and Korean films dealing with erotic obsession, continues on March 10 with three works by Korean auteur Kim Ki-duk, beginning at 3:00 with Time. After two years together, See-hee (Seong Hyeon-ah) thinks that her boyfriend, Ji-woo (Ha Jung-woo), has lost interest in her. She goes crazy jealous whenever he even so much as takes a peek at another woman, embarrassing him in public time and time again. But when she suddenly disappears, he soon realizes that he can’t live without her. And he won’t necessarily have to; See-hee has taken off to have a plastic surgeon (Kim Sung-min) completely change her face so she can make Ji-woo fall in love with her (now played by Park Ji-yun) all over again, even if he doesn’t know who she really is. But it is a lot harder to change one’s inner psyche than outward physical appearance. Kim, who has made such unusual and compelling films as 3-Iron, The Bow, and Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter . . . and Spring, has crafted yet another fascinating drama that challenges the audience with its unique and unexpected twists and turns, asking intriguing questions rather than doling out simplistic answers. Kim shows the passage of time as a natural enemy to love and romance — but one that can be overcome. “Time travels in divers paces with divers persons,” Shakespeare wrote in As You Like It. And so it does in this difficult yet memorable film.

Kim Ki-duk’s BAD GUY is just plain bad

BAD GUY (NABBEUN NAMJA) (Kim Ki-duk, 2001)
Japan Society
333 East 47th St. at First Ave.
Saturday, March 10, $12, 5:00
Series runs through March 18
212-715-1258
www.japansociety.org
www.badguythemovie.net

Kim Ki-duk has made a number of excellent films, but Bad Guy is not one of them. Instead, it’s a preposterous, painfully puerile, and deeply misogynistic movie that is insulting from start to finish. Although it’s only a hundred minutes long, it feels like a thousand. Won Seo stars as Sun-hwa, a college girl who gets conned by Han-ki (Cho Je-hyun) into becoming a prostitute to pay off a false debt. He watches her transformation through a two-way mirror while one of his henchmen, Myung-soo (Choi Duk-moon), thinks he has fallen in love with her himself. Lots of sex and violence ensue, most of which makes no sense and is as unbelievable as the premise. The evening concludes at 7:30 with Kim’s 2008 Dream, a tale in which two people’s dreams intersect.

JON KESSLER: THE BLUE PERIOD

Jon Kessler goes blue at Salon 94 Bowery (photo by twi-ny/mdr)

Salon 94 Bowery
243 Bowery between Stanton & Rivington Sts.
Through Saturday, March 10
212-979-0001
www.salon94.com
www.jonkessler.com
the blue period slideshow

Yonkers-born multimedia artist Jon Kessler, whose “Seven” collaboration with Mika Rottenberg was one of the standouts of the recent Performa 11 festival, uses cameras and moving parts to create installations filled with unusual perspectives. In “The Blue Period,” which is making its U.S. debut at Salon 94 Bowery through March 10, the New York City–based artist and Columbia professor invites viewers to be more than just spectators as they make their way through the immersive environment, which features two-sided life-size cardboard cutouts of men and women scattered about various cameras, framed collages, and a swirling collection of small moving heads. The color blue abounds, as blue paint has been splattered on the white walls, one side of most of the cardboard figures has been splashed with blue paint, and film and video clips show scenes in which characters are painted blue, including excerpts from Mel Gibson’s Braveheart, Jean-Luc Godard’s Pierrot le Fou, Shawn Levy’s Big Fat Liar (an all-blue Paul Giamatti), and Blue Man Group. Those clips alternate with live shots of the room, shown on several flat screens placed throughout the display as well as on a Nam June Paik–like bank of monitors at the front. As you walk around the exhibit, you’ll get the feeling you’re being watched, and you are — either by the rotating cameras, which project your image onto the screens and monitors, by the cardboard cutouts, or by other visitors. There’s no escaping the constant surveillance, either down here at Salon 94 Bowery or, of course, out on the streets of the city. Kessler was inspired by Guy Debord’s 1967 tome The Society of the Spectacle, which offers up such philosophical statements as “Images detached from every aspect of life merge into a common stream, and the former unity of life is lost forever” and “The spectacle is not a collection of images; rather, it is a social relationship between people that is mediated by images.” In “The Blue Period,” Kessler has created an involving, humorous world of moving images that grows just a little more frightening as you realize how pervasive and unreal it all really is. You might be able to get out, but those smiling cardboard cutouts are trapped for the duration.

LAURIE ANDERSON’S DELUSION

Laurie Anderson’s DELUSION is an engaging multimedia examination of the personal and the political (photo by Leland Brewster)

Pace University
Michael Schimmel Center for the Arts
3 Spruce St. between Park Row & Gold St.
March 9-10, $30-$65, 7:30
www.pace.edu
www.laurieanderson.com

Examining the twenty years of her life she has spent sleeping, Laurie Anderson’s Delusion, playing this weekend at Pace’s Michael Schimmel Center for the Arts, consists of approximately twenty short mystery plays that move smoothly between the personal and the poltical, an intimate multimedia work about dreams and the state of the nation. Commissioned for the 2010 Vancouver Cultural Olympiad, Delusion features some of Anderson’s sharpest writing in years, performed in her unique talk-singing style either as herself or as deep-voiced alter ego Fenway Bergamot. Anderson glides between several microphones on a stage that includes video projections on a loveseat, shredded paper, a small scrim, and a large screen in back, depicting leaves flying in the wind, smoke drifting endlessly, a chalkboard filled with hard-to-decipher words and images, moonscapes, a child witnessing her mother’s death, and giant live shots of Anderson herself, playing her specially made violin. When we saw the show at BAM in September 2010, Anderson was joined by Colin Stetson on bass saxophone and Eyvind King on a more traditional violin, both men primarily seen in silhouette, with Anderson, dressed in her trademark white shirt and thin black tie, telling jokes and stories about age, memory, Iceland, nineteenth-century Russian space theorist Konstantin Tsiolkovsky, punctuation, and her own heritage. The centerpiece of the show is “Another Day in America,” from Anderson’s 2010 album, Homeland; “And so finally here we are, at the beginning of a whole new era, the start of a brand new world,” she sings as Bergamot. “And now what? How do we start? How do we begin again? . . . And so which way do we go?” Throughout the ninety-minute performance, Anderson was warmer and friendlier than ever, filled with charm and good humor, making strong eye contact with the audience as she delved into fascinating topics with a wink and a knowing smile.

VIDEO OF THE DAY: TIM FITE

Brooklyn-based multidisciplinary artist Tim Fite has completed his “Ain’t” trilogy, which began with 2005’s Gone Ain’t Gone and continued with 2008’s Fair Ain’t Fair, with the utterly delightful Ain’t Ain’t Ain’t (Anti-, March 6). “I’m a bully / A big badass bully / Do what I say / or get thrown the fuck out the way / I’m a big old bully,” Fite sings on “Bully,” but he’s nothing of the sort, as seen in the above short about his creative process. The visual artist and musician, who has also written storybooks and hosted the video series Gunshow!, goes back to his high school years on Ain’t Ain’t Ain’t , incorporating the ironic, acerbic wit of Randy Newman with the vocal phrasings of Craig Finn to create a mournful yet loving song cycle that deals with puppy love, the thrill of going joyriding, bullying, and other teenage jubilations and disasters, steeped in playful percussion and offbeat sounds. “Let’s live while we can / ’cause we may never be teenagers again,” he sings on “We Are All Teenagers.” Fite will be celebrating the release of Ain’t Ain’t Ain’t, which also includes such exquisitely arranged tracks as “Hold Me All Night,” “Telephone Booth,” and “Talking to the Air,” on March 8 at Union Hall in Brooklyn with the Woes.