Rheinmentall/Victoria 8

On a recent trip to the MoMA4 I had the chance to see a variety of wonderful short film works (this has nothing to do with film in Minnesota, but I’m rolling with it). As anyone who reads the blog will know I find Jeremy Blake’s work very interesting and I had the chance to see Angel Dust in person, which is entrancing and odd, with it’s digital reproduction of futuristic ski lodge.


                                                                   This is snow flying6


But the piece that really caught me was Rodney Graham’s “Rheinmetall/Victoria 8.” It’s really a very simple piece. It sits alone, in a room of it’s own. The film is of a German Rheinmetall typewriter, an obsolete machine. It is projected by a 1961 Victoria 8 projector, in it’s time considered to be “the Rolls Royce”1 of film projectors. The Victoria 8 is a loud hulking machine, the centerpiece of the room. The film takes in different angles of the Rheinmetall, showing in it’s entirety, then in jarring angles, revealing the inner workings of the machine, it’s subtleties, it’s precision. The room is set up in such a fashion that the Victoria is the center of attention in the room, but convention tells us that the true focus of the room should be the film, but the loud clacking and mass of the projector demand attention. Slowly snow begins to fall on the typewriter. Accumulating in odd place, piling and cascading over the edges. Coming to neat, fine point on the keys, leaving a dusting around the edges. The film oddly entrancing, it’s oddness demands an attention of it’s own. As the film progresses the dual demands for attention, and the inability to satisfy both needs births a sort of anxiety. There is a battle going on in the room. The two machines are at war with each other2. Mutually dependent3, yet at odds. Two obsolete machines, allowing each other to exist, and demanding exclusively. I don’t wish to go into the repercussions of this or anything else, just that one fact about the piece was really powerful; it was an odd sensation, the kind of disquieting anxiety and dissatisfaction that art should produce.




1I have no idea who said this, but I read it somewhere else, so I’m citing something that I have no idea the origins of. But I did it, I didn’t say, so I’m citing it, here.

2So to speak.

3Look at me.

4I have posted this on my other blog as well. Why?5

5 Because I felt like it. And it makes it look like I post more often than I do. No one reads this anyway.

6 In the film. Angel Dust.

Jeremy Blake 1972-2007- part 2

Behold the Bubbles:
The man who made paintings move



Overshadowed by the death of visionary filmmakers Ingmar Bergman and Michelangelo Antonioni, Jeremy Blake’s tragic suicide earlier this month seems to have slipped under the radar of much of the filmmaking and film-going community. With the death of these two legendary directors, who worked against history and the conventions laid out before them, it begs that we examine Blake’s work and why it has not gotten furthur recognition. It should prompt, more than ever, our awareness of how important filmmakers of Blake’s candor are, without their experiments and awareness, there will be no future Bergman’s or Godard’s. Bergman and Antonioni, before they became influential, and had the ability to create anything they pleased (see Bergman’s insane soap commercials), saw things in a different way, and it wasn’t easy for the world of cinema to accept them. They were outsiders who believed in the cinema they could create. Blake was similar, perhaps a bit before his time, perhaps saw a little more outside of the box than they did, but he was certainly just as much, if not more, of an outsider. (Though he would be more easily likened to a present day Maya Deren. Ditto on seeing outside of the box.)



Blake’s, limited, catalogue of short films stands as a testament to his goal of bridging the gap between painting and cinema. His films were tasteful, lush, intriguing and beautiful. His most accessible work couldn’t bring him into the forefront of viewer’s minds, by the very type of work he was doing was never going to be a name like Bergman, but he was seen, whether viewers knew it or not. Particularly his work on Paul Thomas Anderson’s Punch Drunk Love and his music video for Beck’s “Round the Bend” created a platform from which viewers were exposed to his work, exposed to something new, irrational and completely logical. His work with Beck is so serene and conceptually synchronized that it should have gained him notoriety with music video directors like Spike Jonze and Michel Gondry. The flow of pieces like “Round the Bend,” or “1906,” is striking, it’s contrary motion of static, yet constantly resonating and dissolving images, speaks to a course of human nature that few filmmakers have ever had the capability of capturing. His work with digital photography, multiple interfaces and painting stand to be highly influential to future filmmakers who can see cinema outside of corporate movie houses, for those who see cinema on the walls of galleries, on the sides of crumbling brownstones, on crudely hung curtains in living rooms and night skies, Jeremy Blake will be a visionary they look back upon. Someone who will inspire the world’s future Deren’s, Brakhage’s, Anger’s and Blake’s.



Jeremy Blake's 'Sodium Fox'


Beck's music video "Round the Bend," directed by Jeremy Blake


A very short clip from Blake's video 1906:


Trailer for Paul Thomas Anderson's 'Punch Drunk Love' featuring pieces of Blake's color patterns for the film:

Jeremy Blake 1972-2007

Artist Jeremy Blake has passed away today, New York Police have said, in an apparent suicide at his New York City apartment. An up-and-coming avant-garde artist who sought to bridge the worlds of film and painting, his contirbutions to the world of art, by age 35, have been significant. One of his best known pieces of work were the hallucinatory sequences of blending primary colors between scenes in Paul Thomas Anderson's 2002 film 'Punch Drunk Love.' His long-time companion, Theresa Duncan, a filmmaker, artist and sometime video-game designed, commited suicide early last month in the couples Manhattan home. Blake was a visionary artist whose work will be missed.



for more on Jeremy Blake check out the article at Green Cine