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NYFF62 HOT PICKS

Ivan (Mark Eydelshteyn) and Ani (Mikey Madison) set off on a frenetic romance in Anora

MAIN SLATE: ANORA (Sean Baker, 2024)
Film at Lincoln Center
Saturday, September 28, 6:15
Sunday, September 29, noon
www.filmlinc.org

The sixty-second edition of the New York Film Festival is under way, and the first standout is Sean Baker’s Anora.

Winner of the Palme d’Or at Cannes, Anora is a nonstop wild ride through the frenetic, unpredictable relationship between a stripper and the scion of a Russian oligarch. It starts out luridly but quickly morphs into a touching and surprisingly human tale.

Mikey Madison, who starred in the 2022 Scream sequel, shows off her mighty pipes in the film, making a career breakthrough as Ani, a stripper living in a Brighton Beach railroad apartment who catches the eye of Ivan Zakharov (Mark Eydelshteyn), who buys her for a week, lighting up the nights in a cavalcade of sex and drugs while developing what appears to be turning into a real relationship. But when his parents, Nikolai (Aleksei Serebryakov) and Galina (Darya Ekamasova), find out about it, they sic their guard dogs, Igor (Yura Borisov), Toros (Karren Karagulian), and Garnick (Vache Tovmasyan), on them, leading to hilariously violent scenes as Ani sets out to prove that she is not a hooker and is not ashamed of being a sex worker.

Written, edited, and directed by Baker, whose previous work includes Take Out, Tangerine, The Florida Project, and Red Rocket, Anora is an aggressive, in-your-face trip that races from Coney Island to Las Vegas, with lush cinematography by Drew Daniels, a pulsating score by Matthew Hearon-Smith, and fanciful costumes by Jocelyn Pierce.

Madison, a regular on Better Things and Lady in the Lake, is fearless as Ani, a determined young woman who knows what she wants and is not afraid to say it out loud and fight for it. The coda is disappointing — it would have been much better if the film ended before the final moments in the car — but otherwise Anora is a thrilling cinematic experience.

Anora is screening September 28 and 29, with Baker and Madison on hand for Q&As. The ferocious film will then return to Lincoln Center for a theatrical run in mid-October, with Baker and Madison participating in Q&As October 16 and 18. Keep watching this space for more reviews from NYFF62.

Iris (Isabelle Huppert) takes notes while teaching Isong (Kim Seungyun) French in Hong Sangsoo’s A Traveler’s Needs

MAIN SLATE: A TRAVELER’S NEEDS (Hong Sangsoo, 2024)
Film at Lincoln Center
Wednesday, October 2, 9:00
Thursday, October 3, 6:15
www.filmlinc.org

Longtime New York Film Festival favorite Hong Sangsoo returns to Lincoln Center with two touching works for NYFF62. For nearly thirty years, the South Korean Hong has been making contemplative, character-driven films in which writers or directors develop different kinds of relationships with actors, fans, students, and other admirers amid a lot of drinking, eating, and smoking as they discuss art, love, human nature, and film itself.

In such gems as Oki’s Movie, The Day He Arrives, Yourself and Yours, Like You Know It All, and Right Now, Wrong Then, Hong constructs slow-paced, intriguing philosophical narratives in which not much necessarily happens but nearly every minute is imbued with meaning.

In A Traveler’s Needs, Isabelle Huppert, in her third Hong film (following 2012’s In Another Country and 2017’s Claire’s Camera), stars as Iris, a mysterious Frenchwoman who seems to just appear and disappear; we know almost nothing about her or why she is in Seoul.

When we first encounter her, she is teaching French to a young pianist, Isong (Kim Seungyun), asking her questions using index cards and an old cassette recorder that looks almost like a toy. We soon find out that Iris is not a trained teacher but someone who only recently developed her unique method, which involves asking her students how they feel deep inside, and that she has no idea if it will actually work.

Iris, who dresses like she is on vacation, wearing a flowery dress, green sweater, and wide-brimmed hat, next visits Wonju (Lee Hyeyoung) and her husband, Haesoon (Kwon Haehyo), to teach them French. Wonju is suspicious of Iris and her technique, but as they partake of more of the milky rice wine known as makgeolli, everyone loosens up a bit.

Later, Iris returns home, to an apartment she shares with Inguk (Ha Seongguk), a younger man who is not quite ready to introduce her to his mother, Yeonhee (Cho Yunhee), although the relationship between Inguk and Iris is unclear.

So how does A Traveler’s Needs make you feel? Like many of Hong’s films, it’s a calm tale featuring lots of conversation and long takes, highlighted by another superb performance by Huppert. It might be best exemplified by a scene in which Iris approaches a tiny river, takes off her shoes, steps into the water, looks around while humming, and drops one of her shoes. It’s hard to tell if it was supposed to happen, but Huppert lets out an adorable sigh, picks it up, shakes it out, and carries on.

Hong also incorporates an oddly endearing repetition in the film, in dialogue, character traits, and Iris’s movement, particularly how she walks when she exits a scene. She practically floats in and out of her world, innocent and carefree, like a child. Hong’s camera loves her — he wrote, directed, photographed, produced, and edited the film in addition to composing the score — and so will you.

A Traveler’s Needs is screening October 2 at 9:00 and October 3 at 6:15, with Huppert participating in Q&As after each show; she will also return to Lincoln Center November 21 for a Q&A when the film opens at the Walter Reade Theater.

Jeonim (Kim Minhee) and her uncle, Chu Sieon (Kwon Haehyo), reunite at a university in By the Stream

MAIN SLATE: BY THE STREAM (Hong Sangsoo, 2024)
Film at Lincoln Center
Friday, October 4, 9:00
Friday, October 11, 6:45
www.filmlinc.org

“I’ll light the smallest lamp in the corner and protect it until I die,” a college student tells Chu Sieon (Kwon Haehyo) when he asks four young women what they want to do in the future in Hong Sangsoo’s By the Stream. It’s a subtle admission in a subtle film filled with small lamps in corners, literally and figuratively.

Hong wrote, edited, produced, directed, photographed, and composed the score for the film, another intimate, eloquent drama about people just going about their daily lives, eating, drinking, and talking about creativity and love. It takes place on a lovely campus at a woman’s university in Seoul, where it’s time for the annual skit contest, when the various departments put on ten-minute shows. Art professor Jeonim (Kim Minhee) is in a jam when the director in charge of the script for her department has been kicked out after sleeping with three of the students.

Jeonim makes a desperate call to her uncle, Chu, a onetime popular actor who was canceled for unstated reasons and has been running a small bookstore on a remote lake for decades. Niece and uncle have not spoken for ten years, but Sieon accepts the offer, returning to the school where he got his start forty years before. While the four art students are not exactly psyched about the script he has written for them, the head of the department, Jeong (Cho Yunhee), is instantly smitten with him, an adoring fan who wants to spend more and more time with him — and he doesn’t seem to mind all the attention.

With skit night approaching, Jeonim, Sieon, and Jeong do a lot of eating, talking, and drinking, enjoying eel and the milk rice wine known as makgeolli, as relationships grow more complicated and characters reexamine who they are and what they want.

By the Stream is Hong’s thirty-second film since his debut, 1996’s The Day a Pig Fell into the Well. It’s also the thirteenth Hong film Kim has starred in; they began an affair in 2015 — they are both separated from their spouses, with whom they have children, which caused a scandal in South Korea — and Kim, an award-winning international star, has not worked for another director since Park Chan-wook’s 2016 The Handmaiden. Hong is twenty-two years older than Kim; Kwon is seventeen years older than Cho. That is not to imply that By the Stream is autobiographical, but it appears to have personal elements that add intrigue to the gentle magic of the storytelling and characterization.

Kim won the Best Performance award at Locarno for her role as Jeonim, who spends much of her time drawing the ripples in a stream, the water ever changing and constantly moving, like life. She then re-creates the patterns on her loom, finding solace in making art. Chu is reenergized by his decision to direct the skit, interacting with people as he hasn’t since isolating himself at his bookstore. And Jeong shows a different side of herself as she becomes a fan girl forming a connection with the object of her affection.

Hong often leaves his camera fixed as the action unfolds, particularly when the three protagonists are at tables, eating, drinking, and talking, composing a kind of flowing, ever-changing portrait. Water has been a leitmotif throughout Hong’s career; several of his films have the words water, river, beach, and stream in them, and in others, water plays a part, like the beautiful scene in A Traveler’s Needs when Iris (Isabelle Huppert) steps into a small stream.

As in so many of Hong’s works, By the Stream proceeds at its own hypnotic pace, offering profound if understated treatises on the little things in life, like that small lamp in the corner.

Larry Cotton (Andrew Robinson) and his daughter, Kirsty (Ashley Laurence), have their hands full in Hellraiser

REVIVALS: HELLRAISER (Clive Barker, 1987)
Saturday, October 5, 9:15
Wednesday, October 9, 1:00
www.filmlinc.org

“What’s your pleasure?” an unseen character asks at the beginning and end of Clive Barker’s Hellraiser, now screening at NYFF62 in a 4K restoration. Adapted from his novella The Hellbound Heart, the horror film made quite a splash when it was released in 1987, and its legacy as a genre classic has only grown over the years, despite, not because of, nine sequels, none of which Barker wrote or directed. The film faced bans and censorship, so Barker had to make some concessions, editing certain ultraviolent and S&M scenes, but there are still plenty in there to justify its cult status.

“We did a version which had some spanking in it and the MPAA was not very appreciative of that,” Barker said in the DVD audio commentary. “[They also] told me I was allowed two consecutive buttock thrusts from Frank but a third would be deemed obscene.”

The film begins with Frank Cotton (Sean Chapman) in Morocco acquiring a puzzle box and, upon solving it in his suburban American home, getting sent to a hell realm where pain mixes with pleasure, a decadent take on the hot nightclub scene of the 1980s. Years later, Frank’s brother, Larry (Andrew Robinson), returns to the family homestead with his second wife, Julia (Clare Higgins), who unbeknownst to him had a torrid affair with Frank. Larry’s daughter, Kirsty (Ashley Laurence), shows up to provide support, but it’s instantly clear that she and Julia are not besties.

When Larry severely cuts his hand while helping the creepy movers bring a bed upstairs, the blood oozes into the floorboards and awakens Frank, who is a skinless terrifying creature (portrayed by Oliver Smith). Frank reveals to Julia, who still has the hots for him, that he can regain his skin and they can have a life together if she feeds him other human beings, so she hits the bars, bringing men home to be devoured by her lover. Larry is completely oblivious to what is going on right under his nose, but Kirsty grows suspicious, leading to an appropriately blood-soaked, out-of-this-world climax.

Hellraiser is most remembered and revered for the Cenobites, ghoulish S&M characters known as the Chatterer (Nicholas Vince), Butterball (Simon Bamford), the unnamed female (Grace Kirby), and their leader, Pinhead (Doug Bradley), who became a breakout star. The general plot is derivative and the acting has a heavy dose of soap opera attitude, but Barker pushes it all beyond the limits of standard genre fare, toying with cliché so you won’t always know what’s coming. Christopher Young’s score, Michael Buchanan’s production design, Jocelyn James’s art direction, and Aileen Seaton’s hair stylings capture the ’80s sensibility and look better than ever in the restoration, as do the special effects and intense makeup and costumes.

All in all, this version of Hellraiser provides the answer to the question “What’s your pleasure?”

Prabha (Kani Kusruti) takes a new look at her life in All We Imagine as Light

MAIN SLATE: ALL WE IMAGINE AS LIGHT (Payal Kapadia, 2024)
Film at Lincoln Center
Monday, October 7, 6:00
Tuesday, October 8, 9:15
Free talk Wednesday, October 9, 4:00
Thursday, October 10, 3:30
www.filmlinc.org

Indian filmmaker Payal Kapadia won the Golden Eye at Cannes in 2021 for best documentary for A Night of Knowing Nothing, a film that mixes fact and fiction while telling the story of two lovers trying to stay connected via letters amid student protests in India. Kapadia mixes fact and fiction again in her follow-up, the tender and deeply poignant All We Imagine as Light, which won the Grand Prix at Cannes earlier this year.

The new work opens with gritty shots of the streets of Mumbai, as unseen people share their difficulties trying to make a new life for themselves after migrating from the country. “There’s always the feeling I’ll have to leave,” one person says. Another opines, “The city takes time away from you.” A third argues, “Why would anyone want to move back?”

Kapadia, who was born in Mumbai, then shifts to the fictional tale of two nurses and a third hospital employee fighting loneliness as they care for sick people. Prabha (a heart-wrenching Kani Kusruti) and the younger Anu (Divya Prabha) live together in an apartment in the city. Prabha, who is in an arranged marriage, has not seen her husband, who is working in Germany, for more than a year. Anu, whose family is Hindi, is in love with a Muslim man, Shiaz (Hridhu Haroon), keeping their relationship secret for fear of being discovered and shunned. And Parvaty (Chhaya Kadam) is a recent widow who is being evicted from her home of twenty-two years because her name is nowhere on the paperwork left behind by her husband.

When Prabha receives a brand-new German rice cooker in the mail, she assumes it is from her spouse, perhaps a message that he is not coming back and that she should proceed with her life. But she is tentative to start dating, even as she is pursued by the goofy but sweet Dr. Manoj (Azees Nedumangad), who writes poetry for her.

The three women decide to hit the road, taking a trip to Parvaty’s seaside Maharashtrian hometown, where they take stock of their lives, particularly after a man washes up onshore.

All We Imagine as Light is sensitively shot by cinematographer Ranabir Das, with a soft, jazzy score by Topshe as soft rain falls, trains pass by in the background, and Prabha and Parvaty throw stones at a billboard for a pending skyscraper that proclaims, “CLASS is a privilege reserved for the PRIVILEGED.”

All We Imagine as Light is an engaging and touchingly lyrical look at womanhood in contemporary Mumbai, as the city threatens three women with potential isolation and alienation until they bind together. The youngest, Anu, instills new energy into the others to reevaluate their situations and take action. “Do you ever think of the future?” Anu asks.

The film appropriately provides no firm answers in the end, but it is clear that Kapadia’s future is a bright one.

All We Imagine as Light is screening at NYFF62 on October 7, 8, and 10, with the writer-director participating in Q&As following the first two showings. She will also be at the Amphitheater at the Elinor Bunin Munroe Film Center on October 9 at 4:00 for a free talk with Portuguese director Miguel Gomes, whose Grand Tour is screening October 8, 9, and 11 at the festival.

[Mark Rifkin is a Brooklyn-born, Manhattan-based writer and editor; you can follow him on Substack here.]

TALK TO ME: FREEBIES AT NYFF62

NYFF62: FREE TALKS
New York Film Festival
Elinor Bunin Munroe Amphitheater
144 West Sixty-Fifth St. between Broadway & Amsterdam Ave.
September 28 – October 11, free tickets available one hour before showtime (unless otherwise noted)
www.filmlinc.org

The sixty-second annual New York Film Festival kicks off today, with more than ninety feature films and shorts, from US premieres to unexpected revivals. The opening night selection is RaMell Ross’s Nickel Boys, the centerpiece Pedro Almodóvar’s The Room Next Door, and the closing night choice Steve McQueen’s Blitz. Many screenings will be followed by Q&As with members of the cast and crew, including Saoirse Ronan, Sean Baker, Mikey Madison, Adrien Brody, Felicity Jones, Jia Zhangke, Mike Leigh, Marianne Jean-Baptiste, Paul Schrader, David Cronenberg, Isabelle Huppert, Elton John, Selena Gomez, Zoe Saldaña, Naomi Watts, and Bill Murray.

In addition, there are free talks nearly every day in the Elinor Bunin Munroe Amphitheater that will go behind the scenes of numerous films at the festival; no advance RSVP is required except for a few special events.

Saturday, September 28, 7:30
Sunday, September 29, 8:00
Monday, September 30, 7:30
Tuesday, October 8, 7:30

Cinephile Game Night: NYFF62 Edition, including movie trivia, Six Degrees, a card game, prizes, and special guests, hosted by Jordan Raup, Conor O’Donnell, and Dan Mecca, Amphitheater, free with advance RSVP

Sunday, September 29
Deep Focus: RaMell Ross (Nickel Boys), in conversation with Barry Jenkins, Amphitheater, 6:00

Monday, September 30
Roundtables: New Asian Auteurs, with Neo Sora (Happyend), Trương Minh Quý (Việt and Nam), and Yeo Siew Hua (Stranger Eyes), Amphitheater, 4:30

Tuesday, October 1
Deep Focus: No Other Land, with directors Basel Adra, Yuval Abraham, and Rachel Szor, Amphitheater, 6:00

Wednesday, October 2
On exergue – on documenta 14, with director Dimitris Athiridis, curator Adam Szymczyk, D14 artist Naeem Mohaiemen, and curator and writer Serubiri Moses, moderated by Rachael Rakes, Amphitheater, 5:00

Thursday, October 3
Crosscuts: Alex Ross Perry (Pavements) & Andrei Ujică (TWST / Things We Said Today), Amphitheater, 6:00

Saturday, October 5
Deep Focus: Sigrid Nunez (The Friend, The Room Next Door), moderated by A. O. Scott, Amphitheater, 1:00

Film Comment Live: Collective Protagonists, with Rob Nilsson and John Hanson (Northern Lights), Brett Story and Stephen Maing (Union), moderated by Devika Girish and Clinton Krute, Amphitheater, 7:00

Sunday, October 6
Crosscuts: Zeinabu irene Davis (Compensation) & Madeleine Hunt-Ehrlich (The Ballad of Suzanne Césaire), Amphitheater, 6:00

Monday, October 7
IndieWire Presents: Screen Talk Live, with Anne Thompson and Ryan Lattanzio, Amphitheater, 4:00

Tuesday, October 8
The 2024 Amos Vogel Lecture: Jia Zhangke (Caught by the Tides), interpreted by Vincent Cheng, Walter Reade Theater, $12.50-$17.50, 5:00

Wednesday, October 9
Crosscuts: Miguel Gomes (Grand Tour) & Payal Kapadia (All We Imagine as Light), moderated by Devika Girish, Amphitheater, 4:00

Crosscuts: Julia Loktev (My Undesirable Friends: Part I — Last Air in Moscow) & Roberto Minervini (The Damned), moderated by Madeline Whittle, Amphitheater, 6:00

Friday, October 11
Film Comment Live: Festival Report, with Devika Girish and Clinton Krute, Amphitheater, 7:00

[Mark Rifkin is a Brooklyn-born, Manhattan-based writer and editor; you can follow him on Substack here.]

THE BABADOOK: TENTH ANNIVERSARY SCREENING

THE BABADOOK

A mother (Essie Davis) and her young son (Noah Wiseman) must get past terrible tragedy in The Babadook

THE BABADOOK (Jennifer Kent, 2014)
Industry City, Courtyard 5/6, 51 Thirty-Fifth St., Brooklyn
Tuesday, September 17, $22.15, 7:45
rooftopfilms.com
www.ifcfilms.com

A hair-raising sleeper hit at Sundance that was named Best First Film of 2014 by the New York Film Critics Circle, The Babadook will be celebrating its tenth anniversary with a special Rooftop Films screening in Industry City on September 17, followed by a Q&A with director Jennifer Kent and a vodka-infused afterpaty.

The Babadook is a frightening tale of a mother and her young son — and a suspicious, scary character called the Babadook — trapped in a terrifying situation. Expanded from her 2005 ten-minute short, Monster, writer-director Kent’s debut feature focuses on the relationship between single mom Amelia (Essie Davis), who works as a nursing home aide, and her seemingly uncontrollable six-year-old son, Samuel (Noah Wiseman), who is constantly getting into trouble because he’s more than just a little strange. Sam was born the same day his father, Oskar (Ben Winspear), died, killed in a car accident while rushing Amelia to the hospital to give birth, resulting in Amelia harboring a deep resentment toward the boy, one that she is afraid to acknowledge. Meanwhile, Sam walks around with home-made weapons to protect his mother from a presence he says haunts them. One night Amelia reads Sam a book that suddenly appeared on the shelf, an odd pop-up book called Mister Babadook that threatens her. She tries to throw it away, but as Sam and the book keep reminding her, “You can’t get rid of the Babadook.” Soon the Babadook appears to take physical form, and Amelia must face her deepest, darkest fears if she wants she and Sam to survive.

Writer-director Jennifer Kent brings out classic horror tropes in her feature debut, the sleeper hit THE BABADOOK

Writer-director Jennifer Kent explores classic horror tropes in her feature debut, the sleeper hit The Babadook

The Babadook began life as a demonic children’s book designed by illustrator Alex Juhasz specifically for the film — and one that was initially available for purchase from the movie’s official website, although anyone who bought the book hopefully thought twice before inviting the twisted tome into their house. The gripping film, shot by Polish cinematographer Radek Ladczuk in subdued German expressionist tones of black, gray, and white with bursts of other colors, evokes such classic horror fare as Stanley Kubrick’s The Shining, Roman Polanski’s Repulsion, and Edgar Allan Poe’s The Fall of the House of Usher, where place plays such a key role in the terror. The Babadook itself is a kind of warped combination of the villains from F. W. Murnau’s Nosferatu, Robert Wiene’s The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari, and Hideo Nakata’s The Ring. Kent, a former actress who studied at Australia’s National Institute of Dramatic Art with Davis and has made one other feature, 2018’s The Nightingale, lets further influences show in the late-night television Amelia is obsessed with, which includes films by early French wizard Georges Méliès. But the real fear comes from something that many parents experience but are too ashamed or embarrassed to admit: that they might not actually love their child, despite trying their best to do so. At its tender heart, The Babadook is a story of a mother and son who must go through a kind of hell if they are going to get past the awful way they were brought together.

ONE MORE TIME: THE CINEMA OF DANIEL POMMEREULLE

The film career of French artist Daniel Pommereulle is being celebrated at Metrograph this month

SIX MORAL TALES: LA COLLECTIONNEUSE (Eric Rohmer, 1967)
Metrograph
7 Ludlow St. between Canal & Hester Sts.
Saturday, September 14, 2:30
Sunday, September 15, 11:00 am
Series runs September 13-29
212-660-0312
metrograph.com

On September 12, the exhibit “Daniel Pommereulle: Premonition Objects” opens at Ramiken on Grand St. On September 13, Metrograph kicks off the two-week series “One More Time: The Cinema of Daniel Pommereulle,” consisting of seven programs featuring the French painter, sculptor, filmmaker, performer, and poet who died in 2003 at the age of sixty-six. First up is “Daniel Pommereulle X3,” bringing together Pommereulle’s shorts One More Time and Vite and Anton Bialas and Ferdinand Gouzon’s 2021 Monuments aux vivants, which documents the artist’s sculptural work; curators Boris Bergmann and Armance Léger will take part in a postscreening Q&A moderated by filmmaker Kathy Brew. “Pommereulle was one of those people who could stand firm against the all-consuming metropolis: someone who never compromised, who never sold his soul — even to America. We joyously return Pommereulle to New York: a necessary encounter, a poetic reward,” Léger and Bergmann said in a statement. The festival also includes Jean-Luc Godard’s Weekend, Jean Eustache’s The Mother and the Whore, Marc’O’s Les Idoles, Jackie Raynal’s Deux Fois, serge Bard and Olivier Mosset’s Ici et maintenant and Fun and Games for Everyone, and Eric Rohmer’s La Collectionneuse.

“Razor blades are words,” art critic Alain Jouffroy tells painter Daniel Pommereulle (Daniel Pommereulle) in one of the prologues at the start of La Collectionneuse, the fourth film in French master Eric Rohmer’s Six Moral Tales (falling between My Night at Maud’s and Claire’s Knee). Words might have the ability to cut, but they don’t seem to have much impact on the three people at the center of the film, which offers a sort of alternate take on François Truffaut’s Jules et Jim. Needing a break from his supposedly strenuous life, gallerist Adrien (Patrick Bauchau, who also appeared in La Carrière de Suzanne, Rohmer’s second morality tale) decides to vacation at the isolated St. Tropez summer home of the never-seen Rodolphe. Daniel is also at the house, along with Haydée (Haydée Politoff), a beautiful young woman who spends much of the film in a bikini and being taken out by a different guy nearly every night. Adrien decides that she is a “collector” of men, and the three needle one another as they discuss life and love, sex and morality, beauty and ugliness. Adrien might claim to want to have nothing to do with Haydée, but he keeps spending more and more time with her, even though he never stops criticizing her lifestyle. He even uses her as a pawn when trying to get an art collector named Sam (played by former New York Times film critic Eugene Archer under the pseudonym Seymour Hertzberg) to invest in his gallery.

While everybody else in the film pretty much knows what they want, Adrien, who purports to understand life better than all of them, is a sad, lost soul, unable to get past his high-and-mighty attitude. Rohmer crafted the roles of Daniel and Haydée specifically for Pommereulle and Politoff, who improvised much of their dialogue; Bauchau opted not to take that route, making for a fascinating relationship among the three very different people. La Collectionneuse is beautifully shot in 35mm by Néstor Almendros, the bright colors of the characters’ clothing mixing splendidly with the countryside and ocean while offering a striking visual counterpoint to the constant ennui dripping off the screen. His camera especially loves Politoff, regularly exploring her body inch by inch. The film is both Rohmer’s and Almendros’s first color feature; Almendros would go on to make more films with the director, as well as with Truffaut, even after coming to Hollywood and shooting such films as Days of Heaven, Kramer vs. Kramer, and Sophie’s Choice. Winner of a Silver Bear Extraordinary Jury Prize at the 1967 Berlinale, La Collectionneuse is screening September 14 and 15 at Metrograph.

[Mark Rifkin is a Brooklyn-born, Manhattan-based writer and editor; you can follow him on Substack here.]

ONE-TIMERS: WANDA

Barbara Loden wrote, directed, produced, and stars in WANDA

Barbara Loden wrote, directed, produced, and stars in Wanda

WANDA (Barbara Loden, 1970)
Metrograph
7 Ludlow St. between Canal & Hester Sts.
Friday, September 13, 8:20 (with introduction)
Sunday, September 15, 2:50
Thursday, September 19, 3:00
212-660-0312
metrograph.com

“If you don’t want anything, you won’t have anything, and if you don’t have anything, then you’re as good as dead,” Mr. Dennis (Michael Higgins) tells Wanda Goronski (Barbara Loden) in Wanda, which is screening September 13, 15, and 19 in the continuing Metrograph series “One-Timers.” The first theatrical feature written, directed, produced by, and starring an American woman, Wanda is a raw, naturalistic road-trip movie about an emotionally vacant woman who walks through life in a kind of stupor, wandering into situations to avoid being alone yet still trapped in an unrelenting alienation. Loden, who won a 1964 Tony for her portrayal of Maggie in Arthur Miller’s After the Fall — the play was directed on Broadway by Elia Kazan, whom she would marry four years later and remain with through her tragic death in 1980 — doesn’t try to turn Wanda into a feminist antihero, but she does take all the power away from her, making her completely dependent on other people, primarily men, an excellent counterpoint to Loden herself, who has all the power. Staying on her sister’s (Dorothy Shupenes) couch in the middle of Pennsylvania coal country, Wanda is almost zombielike as she slowly heads to court in curlers and a housecoat and lets the judge award custody of her two children to her soon-to-be-ex-husband (Jerome Thier). “I’m just no good,” she mumbles. Broke and apparently with no faith or hope in her future, she proceeds to get involved with some sketchy losers, including Mr. Dennis, who takes her on a minor crime spree that is a far cry from Bonnie and Clyde. All along the way, she rarely has anything of any interest to say to anyone; the only time she speaks clearly and definitively is when she explains that she likes onions on her hamburgers.

WANDA

Mr. Dennis (Michael Higgins) takes Wanda Goronski (Barbara Loden) for quite a ride in Wanda

Shot in a cinéma vérité style by documentary cinematographer Nicholas T. Proferes, Wanda — named Best Foreign Film at the Venice International Film Festival — is a riveting and infuriating exploration of the death of the American dream as the 1960s come to an end and the country reexamines itself, not necessarily liking what it sees. Apathy competes with melancholy as Wanda is unable and unwilling to take control of her life, dressed in the same white outfit and carrying the same white pocketbook throughout nearly the entire film, but she is more disconsolate than angelic. Much of the film is improvised and most of the characters are portrayed by nonprofessional actors or people who just happened to be in the area, like the scene in which Mr. Dennis and Wanda encounter a family flying a remote-control model airplane. (Higgins would go on to make more than fifty films, including The Conversation, The Stepford Wives, and The Seduction of Joe Tynan.) Coming on the cusp of the women’s liberation movement, Wanda is about a pouty sad-sack who barely ever changes emotion, always wearing the same blank stare. It’s not that she’s promiscuous, adventurous, or even unpredictable; she just is. You desperately want her to take action, to care about something or someone, but it’s just not going to happen. It’s almost as if Loden is setting the groundwork for such future films as Martin Scorsese’s Alice Doesn’t Live Here Anymore and Taxi Driver, which feature such strong, decisive female characters as Alice (Ellen Burstyn) in the former and Iris (Jodie Foster) in the latter, who at least attempt to take matters into their own hands; elements of Wanda can also be found in Aki Kaurismäki’s Match Factory Girl and Chantal Akerman’s Jeanne Dielman, 23, Quai du Commerce, 1080 Bruxelles. Wanda would end up being Loden’s only film as writer and director; she died in 1980 of cancer at the age of forty-eight. The September 13 screening will be introduced by Caryn Coleman, founder of the Future of Film Is Female.

[Mark Rifkin is a Brooklyn-born, Manhattan-based writer and editor; you can follow him on Substack here.]

BUILDING BRIDGES: JOHN T. REDDICK AND THE BLACK HISTORY OF TIN PAN ALLEY

Curator and cultural historian John T. Reddick will give a talk on Tin Pan Alley on September 11 at the Society of Illustrators (photo by twi-ny/mdr)

ILLUSTRATING TIN PAN ALLEY: FROM RAGTIME TO JAZZ
Society of Illustrators
128 East Sixty-Third St. between Park & Lexington Aves.
Wednesday – Saturday through October 12, $10-$15
Tin Pan Alley Talk & Reception: Wednesday, September 11, $10-$15. 6:30
212-838-2560
societyillustrators.org

Longtime Harlem resident and Yale University School of Architecture graduate John T. Reddick is into bridge building — but in this case, the bridges aren’t physical structures but those that involve the lesser-known history of Tin Pan Alley. The birthplace of American popular music, Tin Pan Alley flourished in the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries, when dozens of music publishers and businesses lined the streets of what is now Chelsea, in the West Twenties.

Born and raised in the integrated Philadelphia neighborhood of Mount Airy, Reddick got involved in trying to save Tin Pan Alley when five buildings on West Twenty-Eighth St. were in danger of being demolished by their owner/developer. In 2019, the Landmarks Preservation Commission designated them historic landmarks.

A founding member of Harlem Pride and the director of community engagement projects for the Central Park Conservancy, Reddick has been an avid collector of sheet music art, focusing on songs composed and/or performed by Black and Jewish entertainers. What began as a curiosity and hobby has blossomed into a dazzling exhibition at the Society of Illustrators, “Illustrating Tin Pan Alley: From Ragtime to Jazz,” on view through October 12.

“I felt like these artists were groundbreakers. I see in them many parallels to hip hop, in that ragtime’s innovation for its time was as jarring as hip hop’s,” he said of the composers and performers of the era during a tour of the show. “My journey began after I went to a talk on the Lower East Side given by Jeffery Gurock, who lectured on the period when Harlem was Jewish. That was a revelation to me, that Harlem had once been the second largest Jewish community in New York City. From that point I went to the library, did research, and started buying items on eBay. It was just shocking; as I bought sheet music or got to see the names, I realized they all lived in Harlem during the same time period.”

Arranged chronologically, the exhibit focuses on sheet music and its accompanying art, which reveals the developing connections between American Black and white music, beginning with the cakewalk, a Black dance that originated in America but became a craze when introduced in Europe, advancing its popularity as a hit in the United States. Several photographs and illustrations depict the cakewalk being performed, including two works by French artist Georges-Bertin Scott, sheet music covers for the songs “Darktown Is Out To-Night” and “Cake Walk Neath the Dixie Moon,” and a drawing in which Uncle Sam relaxes while watching dancers’ cakewalk around a tree.

On a nearby wall is the sheet music for “All Coons Look Alike to Me,” a popular 1898 song composed by Ernest Hogan that sold more than a million copies. Hogan, a prominent Black composer and performer, appeared in shows with the leading African American performers of the day. However, the song’s sheet music art, which featured unflattering caricatures of Black men and women, became such a crippling definer of Hogan as an artist that it led to his demise.

Reddick noted, “All of a sudden, this ragtime music is popular, and you want to show and sell us more. What do you use to image that music?” Reddick grouped together the sheet music covers for “Who Dat Say Chicken in Dis Crowd” by Paul Laurence Dunbar and Will Marion [Cook], “Cotton: A Southern Breakdown” by Albert Von Tilzer, and “Watermelon Am Good Enough for Mine” by G. Barker Richardson and Von Tilzer. “I have three things in there: cotton, chicken, and watermelon. They’re in the lyrics; they’re in the titles,” Reddick said. “A lot of the signifying, I feel, is coming out of music publishers just trying to meet the commercial market where its mind is at. You don’t cartoon something unless its understanding is pervasive. For me it’s the beginning of bridge building to some identity that’s beyond that becomes an American music.”

Other excellent groupings juxtapose two different sheet music covers for Lew Pollack’s “Vamping Sal the Sheba of Georgia” and three for Shelton Brooks’s “Darktown Strutters’ Ball.”

Pointing out that a lot of sheet music was dedicated to songwriter and journalist Monroe Rosenfeld because the performers knew he could talk them up in the newspaper, Reddick zeroed in on the team of Bert Williams and George Walker.

“Rosenfeld has this bridge relationship, so you see a lot of people pandering to him, even Williams and Walker, who coined themselves ‘the two real coons.’ They claimed the tag and the stage to establish their own authenticity and artistry. I realized in many ways it’s just like hip hop. You could have been the greatest hip-hop singer in the world, but if you went to amateur night at the Apollo and started singing in a tuxedo, you would be booed. You wouldn’t even get your mouth open because there’s a certain kind of drag they expect you to be in to perform. Williams and Walker knew they were good, but they realized that more whites were blacking-up and playing Blacks onstage than actual Black performers. It was so much more sophisticated. They could show that there’s parody and all this irony in lot of stuff they did.”

Every element, even the way the show is hung, carries some kind of weight. Reddick explained that for most of the works, a black frame indicates the song was written by a Black composer, a white frame by a white composer.

Perhaps not accidentally, the cover sheet for Jean Schwartz’s 1908 “The Whitewash Man,” depicting a smiling Black man carrying a paint bucket and a broom, is placed over a water fountain, evoking the “Whites Only” signs of the Jim Crow era.

Among the other composers and performers Reddick discussed were James Reese Europe and Ford T. Dabney, Noble Sissle and Eubie Blake, Irene and Vernon Castle, Irving Berlin, George Gershwin, Ethel Waters, Cab Calloway, Duke Ellington, Miss Aida Overton Walker, drummer Buddy Gilmore, Fats Waller, Sophie Tucker, Josephine Baker, and W. C. Handy as well as the Clef Club, the Ziegfeld Follies, the Cotton Club, Connie’s Inn, and Al Hirschfeld and Sydney Leff, two Jewish artists who attended the Vocational High School for the Arts on 138th Street in Harlem.

“Think of the names of Motown groups,” Reddick said. “The Supremes, the Marvelettes, the Temptations. Nobody’s a gangster. They’re claiming we deserve to be on the other side. Now we have a credential. . . . When the Central Park jogger case happened [in 1989], the term ‘wilding,’ it was just a term for young people being in nature and the park, not being there in the park to victimize people. But that was the first time it crossed over as a term from the Black community to the broader public. . . . So, I always think, what if bling had crossed over, associated with a jewelry store robbery as opposed to the fashions of hip-hop artists. Again, the word already had that meaning in my culture. Bling and jewelry. You got bling on, but at a certain point it crossed over, right? Maybe a hip-hop person, whatever. What was the bridge that made it happen?”

Tin Pan Alley exhibition winds down narrow hallway (photo courtesy of Society of Illustrators)

One of the most striking works is E. Simms Campbell’s gorgeously detailed 1932 “Night-Club-Map of Harlem,” which locates such hot spots as Smalls Paradise, Club Hot-Cha (“where nothing happens before 2 a.m.”), “the nice new police station,” Gladys’ Clam House, the Lafayette Theatre, the Radium Club, and the Savoy Ballroom, with cartoon vignettes of people dancing the lindy hop and the snakehips, men purchasing “marijuana cigarettes,” Bill “Bojangles” Robinson tapping away, and Tillie’s offering “specialties in fried chicken — and it’s really good.”

Reddick, who will give a lecture at the Society of Illustrators on September 11 at 6:30, followed by a reception with pianist/preservationist Adrian Untermyer, then told a story about American composer and violinist Will Marion Cook, who had studied with and influenced Antonín Dvořák’s take on America’s “Negro Music.”

“He performed and got a review that said he was one of the nation’s best colored violinists. And he took his violin to the critic and broke it and said, ‘I’m the best violinist.’ He wanted to start writing for Black shows and other Black players. He wrote with [poet and novelist] Paul Laurence Dunbar. But his family was so embarrassed for writing that ‘n—er’ music that in his first productions, he didn’t use his last name. However, Cook-associated shows such as 1898’s Clorindy and 1903’s In Dahomey served to bring a more diverse African American identity to the stage. What does that mean politically? If people are liking you, then they are seeing you in another light. What’s that going to mean on the political landscape?”

He added, “Now they could be voters. Picking cotton, you weren’t a voter. They’re playing at Madison Square Garden, so they’re at this elevated level. They’re having a life that was unimaginable for most Blacks.”

Above “All Coons Look Alike to Me” is a quote by W. E. B. Du Bois from his 1903 book The Souls of Black Folk: “It is a peculiar sensation, this double-consciousness, this sense of always looking at one’s self through the eyes of others . . . one ever feels his two-ness, an American, a Negro; two souls, two thoughts, two un-reconciled strivings.”

In “Illustrating Tin Pan Alley: From Ragtime to Jazz,” Reddick is reconciling those strivings and more, building bridges across race and class through a unique moment in New York City musical history.

[On September 19, the Society of Illustrators will host a happy hour from 5:00 to 9:00, with free admission, drink specials, and live music by Charlie Judkins, Miss Maybell, and Robert Lamont. Mark Rifkin is a Brooklyn-born, Manhattan-based writer and editor; you can follow him on Substack here.]

YANIRA CASTRO: EXORCISM = LIBERATION

EXORCISM = LIBERATION
Multiple locations
September 6-28, free
www.acanarytorsi.org

Yanira Castro is a fearless creator always ready to challenge herself and fully engage the audience. Born in Puerto Rico and based in Brooklyn, Castro and her company, a canary torsi (an anagram of her name), have presented such involving, complex, and entertaining multidisciplinary works as Dark Horse/Black Forest, a dance installation for public restrooms; the Jean-Luc Godard–inspired Paradis, a site-specific performance outdoors at twilight at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden; Performance | Portrait, an interactive video installation at the Invisible Dog Art Center; now.here.this, a meditative march of resistance in Prague; and Last Audience, a live communal laboratory at New York Live Arts, a performance manual, and a three-part space-opera podcast.

“Yanira Castro is a structural obsessive. She is an art scientist. She sees the rules and patterns lurking just beneath the surface of things,” Chocolate Factory Theater cofounding artistic director Brian Rogers has written. “The stuff that’s easier not to see . . . chaos staring at itself in the mirror, finding order.”

The Chocolate Factory is one of several venues hosting Castro’s latest project, Exorcism = Liberation, which explores climate change, immigration, land rights, colonialism, and self-determination in activations modeled around political campaigns. Kicking off September 6 and continuing each Saturday this month, the programs, seen through a Puerto Rican lens, include listening sessions, live music, food, and posters, stickers, banners, lawn signs, and pins. (There will also be activations in Chicago, and Western Massachusetts.)

Exorcism = Liberation asks participants to examine three slogans: “I came here to weep,” “Exorcism = Liberation,” and “What is your first memory of dirt?” Conceived, written, and directed by Castro, the project features audio design by Erica Ricketts, graphics by Alejandro Torres Viera and Luis Vázquez O’Neill, voice performances by Melissa DuPrey, josé alejandro rivera, and Steph Reyes, a bomba danced by Michael Rodríguez, and live musical performances by devynn emory and Martita Abril.

In a 2014 twi-ny talk about Court/Garden at Danspace Project, Castro explained, “It is not that I want to challenge the audience. I want to create a scenario for them and to be in conversation with them and I want them to form the picture, craft their experience. Their presence dynamically changes what is occurring. That is what ‘live’ means for me. It is dynamic because of the people in the room.”

In addition to the below events, installations at Abrons Arts Center, the Center for Performance Research (with a November activation date TBD), and the Chocolate Factory will continue into November.

Yanira Castro will present activations of Exorcism = Liberation in multiple locations this month

Friday, September 6, 6:00
I came here to weep: immersive group audio experience with movement score performed by Martita Abril, light refreshments prepared by Castro, stickers and pins available, Abrons Arts Center, 466 Grand St. at Pitt St., Manhattan

Saturday, September 7, 6:00
What is your first memory of dirt?: activation and collective listening session, followed by movement score “Clearing Practice” performed by devynn emory, light refreshments prepared by Castro, stickers and pins available, the Invisible Dog garden, 51 Bergen St., Brooklyn

Saturday, September 14, 7:00
CATCH 76: collective action, followed by a movement score performed by Martita Abril, with ice pops and limbers de coco y limon, the Chocolate Factory Theater (outside), 38-33 24th St., Long Island City

Saturday, September 21, 2:00
I came here to weep: activation and long table discussion with Jeremy Toussaint-Baptiste, Sami Hopkins, and Theodore (ted) Kerr, ISSUE Project Room, 22 Boerum Pl., Brooklyn

Saturday, September 28, 2:00-4:00
Exorcism = Liberation: activation with ice pops, limbers de coco y limon, the Clemente Soto Vélez Cultural & Educational Center, 107 Suffolk St., Manhattan

Friday, October 25, 1:00 – 9:00
OPEN LAB: What is your first memory of dirt? Aural Archiving with Yanira Castro / a canary torsi, advance RSVP required, the Center for Performance Research, 361 Manhattan Ave., Brooklyn

[Mark Rifkin is a Brooklyn-born, Manhattan-based writer and editor; you can follow him on Substack here.]