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interesting 'experimental' western
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Rated 2.5 out of 5 stars
01/21/23
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I love Andy Warhol stuff.
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Rated 5 out of 5 stars
01/12/23
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Leather chaps, stetsons and tassled jackets never did it for me, so I have always been avoiding western bars, western movies and western clothes. Too alien, too rural, too American. Every time I have been to America - only twice for more than one night's stay - it has been a disappointing and depressing experience: I've encountered far more snobbery and contempt for the way I looked, dressed or talked in the USA than at any time in so-called class-ridden, uptight and elitist Britain. And this was not in some forsaken prairie in Wyoming, but in "urbane bohemian" lower Manhattan and "the centre of the gay universe", the Castro. Wearing cameo gear and sporting a shaved head was not de rigueur there during the late 1980s - too subcultural, too fetishistic, whatever, it fitted in badly in those rigid beige compartments: the clone look, the western look, the preppy look. Unlike nowadays of course, when even women are starting to complain their men look gay: a Marine haircut, square-jawed and blockheaded. But despite all this invasion of gay looks, styles and sense (more queer eye - the Ivorean, Tongan or Uzbek editions, anyone?) into the cultural mainstream, radical gender or sex politics, as in wrestling with icons and meaning, is out, and "culture wars" and marriage aspirations are in.
Liberating male iconography from its perceived sexual orientation - as in all cowboys, soldiers, oil men and sports stars are straight and you mess with that at your own risk - has been Mark Simpson's major theme in his columns, books and commentary. So when he reviewed the latest Hollywood attempt to convince middle America there is a love that dares not speak its name on the prairie, I had to sit up and take notice. I don't think I will rush to my local cinema to watch Brokeback Mountain any time soon.
I think I will stick with that absolutely wonderfully funny Andy Warhol movie Lonesome Cowboys instead: after watching that one in my youth I have to admit I tried a tassled jacket on for size.
Rated 2.5/5 Stars •
Rated 2.5 out of 5 stars
02/08/23
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Fun... If you fancy lurking at half drunken sexy übergay cowboys.
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Rated 2 out of 5 stars
02/09/23
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(Between 4 and 4.5... So I rounded up.)
One of the last films by one of my favourite artists. One thing to asy is it's damn weird.
The story starts off relatively normal-- opening with a 7 minute single shot of Viva and I think Tom Hompertz having sex int he grass.-- but with a surreal non-specific time of setting. From there it just gets crazier and slowly crazier. But still, much of the dialogue and odd happenings and whatever are pretty interesting and itnerestingly filmed. Not cleanly or pristinely at all, mind you, but interestingly.
A cool editing technique that was used was,w hen transitioning scenes usually, there was a very very quick succession of shots that seem to begin or end the scene. It reminded me of Lars von Trier.
The dialogue in this film ranges from strange and touching in an odd way, to entirely awkward, to hilariously weird.
My one true complaint about this movie is Taylor Mead, playing a mostly unnecessary character who I found entirely annoying and "too off-the-wall". His acting was much, much worse than anyone else's.
I don't know what else to say (but I know I probably said something stupid or created a horrible explanation, though); it's what you'd expect from Warhol.
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Rated 4.5 out of 5 stars
02/05/23
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