Of all the films made between the years of 1893 and 1930 in the United States, less than 20% are said to still exist, according to the Library of Congress, which is a crushing blow to any cineaste. Personally, I don’t even like to think about it. This isn’t just due to wastefulness; early celluloid film containing nitrate or acetate deteriorated rapidly over the years if not properly preserved, not to mention such film is highly flammable. American studios distributed many of their films around the world, and while there were many that the U.S. didn’t hold on to, other countries did.
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“This is what I love about Republicans. I honestly secretly really admire them because, man they have guts. They come in with both guns blazing. They take no prisoners. What I suggested to you here that played on last night’s show, about how there’s 420 bills that the House has already passed, that the Senate could pass right now because we have enough votes to do that, yet they won’t do it—I know they won’t do it—even simple bills like the child nutrition bill, they won’t do it. But I’ll tell you what, if the shoe was on the other foot, if this was the Republicans in a lame duck session, dammit, they’d be passing as much of that as they could. Because that’s how they are. Because they believe in something. And that’s what Americans love about republicans. Because they just believe in something.”—Michael Moore
It was 40 years ago today that David Bowie arguably invented glam rock with the U.S. release of his third studio album The Man Who Sold the World. While the dominant storyline usually contends that glam’s genesis began with Marc Bolan’s glitter and satin-wearing appearance on the British broadcast Top of the Pops in March 1971, Bowie nonetheless predated T. Rex’s performance that mixed raunchy guitars with androgyny by addressing sexual uncertainty over hard rock riffs on the Sold the World’s opener “The Width of a Circle”.
What’s more, Bowie’s first iconoclastic challenges to the alpha male rock star stereotype continued during the Sold the World era with him donning a dress during the album’s U.S. promotional tour, and he later showed up wearing the same garb on the album cover for the 1971 UK release of the project.
But the Sold the World metamorphosis wasn’t just a stylistic change up but a musical diversion as well. Bowie abandoned his psychedelic folk-leaning roots on the release, teaming up with the virtuosic Mick Ronson (who later formed the backbone of the Bowie’s Spiders from Mars band) to concoct an album that leaned towards the proto-metal electric heaviness of then contemporaries Black Sabbath and Led Zeppelin.
Though Sold the World is now often overshadowed by Bowie’s commercial breakthrough Hunky Dory and the glorious run that is the Ziggy Stardust albums, the 1970 release is when Bowie’s strange odyssey really began. And when he became truly great.
The Rolling Stones’ co-lyricist and guitarist Keith Richards was on NPR recently promoting his memoir, Life. Most of the chatter has centered on the Jagger-Richards relationship, but during this interview with Terry Gross, Richards theorizes about “Under My Thumb”, one of the songs he did not actually write. The argument at hand: Are the song’s lyrics anti-girl, or not? See if you can follow his logic here: “You can take it as, you know, male-female, like or it’s just people. I mean, it could be about a guy. It could’ve been, you know, this is just a guy singing, you know, that probably you’re actually under her thumb and you’re just trying to fight back. You know, and these are all sort of relationships and stuff. And I wouldn’t take it as any sexist, I can’t even go there, you know, cause I don’t think about it. I just think we know what some people are like and then those things happen. And anyway, I didn’t write the lyrics.” Thoughts?
A pair of legendary Oscar-winning actors, Ellen Burstyn (Alice Doesn’t Live Here Anymore) and Martin Landau (Ed Wood), team up to tell this sensitive, holiday-themed love story that centers on lonely, elderly grocery store bagger Robert (Landau) inexplicably finding love for the very first time in his life with his new neighbor Mary (Burstyn).
Here we have an actual mature adults, over 70, taking control of the dramatic action, proving that love is not just for the young. It is definitely a refreshing change of pace to be reminded that fairytale cinematic romances are not just for Miley Cyrus or teenage vampires. Sometimes people fall in love late in life, despite the odds, but very few films actually get made about them, nor are there many opportunities to see Burstyn or Landau in the substantial leading roles they deserve.
Co-starring Elizabeth Banks and Adam Scott, Lovely, Still will be available on DVD November 9th.