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CINEMASTHESIA MOVING IMAGE SERIES

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933 Treat St, SF. Doors 6PM Movies 7PM

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1st run: Psychgeography

Artwork by Hugh D’Andrade

A subjective take on filmic representations of various aspects of urban exploration (urbex, UE, place hacking, etc)

WEDNESDAYS> August 13th, Sept 10th, October 8th, November 5th & December 3rd – Doors 6PM, movies 7PM. 

 

August 13th: 

–To Live and Die in LA

Movies are the next best thing to real life, if your real life is dramatic, exciting, unnerving, joyous, terrifying, confusing, engaging, deeply depressing, and reflects all those and other feelings. If your life is not like that, then there are always movies.
The first two movies that I remember seeing as a young child are Santa Claus Conquers the Martiansstarring Pia Zadora and First Men in the Moon, starring Edward Judd.
I saw both of these films in a theater when I was about seven years old. I certainly saw stuff on teevee before that – we got our first B&W teevee a few months before John Kennedy was assassinated in 1963 and that is the first “teevee show” or rather ongoing dramatic news story that I remember vividly. I imagine that my memories of that horrible event were “baked in” due to how distraught and vocal my typically stolid and calm parents were.
That sort of thing has an effect on a youngster.

-LA River (short)

 

–Dark Days

To be clear, I don’t really remember much as far as actual full length narrative films before the moon and the martians. Both of these films really scared the poop out of me! They were really creepy. This deep impression has stayed with me til now, despite an adults eye revealing the undeniable hokeyness of both films.
The next, forever ingrained in memory movie experience of mine, was one that I shared with millions of Americans. And that would be the annual showing on television of The Wizard of Oz. This peculiar societal ritual might seem strange to younger people nowadays, but in the mid 1960s, it was a major event that millions of children & child-like adults awaited with great anticipation.  The Wizard of Oz became a deeply felt and profound collective cultural experience shared by so many fellow Americans (as far as phenomenal fantasy films of the 30’s I would vigorously champion MGM’s Max Reinhardt’s stupendously magical A Midsummer Nights Dream. I actually prefer it to WOZ.)

September 10th: 

–Subway

For me, as I grew older, going to the movies became a thing. I grew up mostly in a little town in Michigan that had one movie theater. My friends and I would go there as often as we could. I remember one night in 1973 when I went with three of my buddies to an evening showing of Richard Lester’s Three Musketeers. Rolling out of that movie house, we immediately grabbed the closest sticks and spent the next several hours chasing one all throughout the dark and quiet streets of Big Rapids Michigan sword fighting and leaping about as energetically as humanly possible. We eventually ended up climbing the old water tower right at the edge of town, where the Ferris College grounds started. We were thoroughly energized and brilliantly inspired by that fabulous action adventure movie. ATHOS!! PORTHOS!! AREMUS!!! and KEN!!      

That run around town under the cover of night pretending to Aramus after seeing one of the greatest adventure films ever, was a truly unforgettable experience, not to mention my first exposure to one of the gods of acting: Oliver Reed.
As we got a little bit older, we realized that if you went to the very back exit out of the theater, the one by the screen, that we could walk in backwards, while people were walking out and nobody would notice, and then we would quickly burrow down deep into the very front row of seats, where nobody from the back of the theater could see us. From there we would watch the movie, actors and movie scenarios towering high above us. We did this a lot. It’s how we, three 14 year-old kids, saw the scandalous and X-rated A Clockwork Orangewhen it first came out.

 

October 8th:

–Stalker

I finally made it to San Francisco in 1976 and a year later I joined the Suicide Cluband Communiversity. Suicide Club avatar and “first among equals” Gary Warne, along with his friend Ron Sol ran a thing they called Fantasy Film Festival out of Gary’s bookstore The Circus of the Soulon Judah at 10th Ave in San Francisco.

 

–Mad God 

 Gary stashed dozens and dozens of pillows atop the towering bookshelves in the store and every Sunday night we would move some things around, drag the pillows down and throw them on the floor; Gary would fire up his 16mm film projector and would show a double bill of what he & Ron thought were the strangest movies.

 

November 5th:

–The Element of Crime

2 years ago my friend Rob Schmitt created Films With Friends a wonderful North Beach film series taking place monthly at various venues. This series was unique to my knowledge because multiple films were screened at a number of venues simultaneously in the same neighborhood, the primary intent being to liven up the hood by encouraging folks both local and from other corners of the city to invite friends to wander about North Beach, either settling on one program or dropping in on a few.

 

-LA River (short)

 

–The Naked City

As you can see, I have been enamored of and involved in many atypical movie showings and series over the decades Fantasy Film Festival. Brain Wash Film Festival (a very scrappy low budget film series ongoing since the mid – 90s where films are shown in a great variety of peculiar places), original film premieres in the sewers under Yonkers, New York, Old Suicide Club movie showings in abandoned theaters as aesthetic programming for an actual physical event to follow, and all sorts of other great venues and peculiar methods of screening.

 

December 3rd:

–RoboCop

Not to mention the late 70s through the early 90s when San Francisco had as many as 25 repertory movie houses around the city that showed odd bills. The Strand, the Embassy with its 10-0 Win and one dollar entry cost. If you came to the Embassy when they opened at 10 in the morning, you could stay all day until midnight or 1, and people did.

–Big Trouble in Little China

I’ve wanted to do my own movie series for a long long time, but was always busy with other stuff or just didn’t really have the right venue. I would like to thank Rudy Rucker Jr. and “Devo” for graciously offering up their small company theater for this ongoing series. I am sure that like me most of you have your favorite end of the world movies. We’ll see how it goes. If we get a decent turnout for the first chapter, psychogeography then will run the second chapter Apocalypta.

Well, there are a lot of end of the world films, some of them are pretty obscure. I’ve wanted to run my favorite list of apocalypse films for a long long time. Hopefully I’ll get a chance to do it…

If we do get through to the third iteration, I encourage all of you to come out for the films of Larry Cohen. It’s impossible to describe them.

Seriously. If any film auteurs deserve their own category, Larry Cohen would surely be in there with Scorsese, Ingmar Bergman, Fellini, Polanski, and all the rest of the unique filmmakers. I’m not necessarily comparing Cohen to those others on a qualitative level mind you. But I can honestly say that at least for me as far as entertainment, it gets no better.!

Grand Lake Theater, Oakland CA

 

I was asked to assist movie marquee and electrical signage expert and Grand Lake Theater in house sign man Greg King with some work on the roof sign at the Grand Lake recently. Greg needed a little rigging and bosun’s chair assistance. I haven’t taken on a new service job in ten years, but how could I refuse working on one of the greatest classic signs in the country? If you are paying attention, you will notice that there is no neon on this sign. That’s right, it is all incandescent bulbs. Before neon became the primary lighting source for signage in the 1930’s, all illuminated signage was comprised of incandescents, light bulbs. Hats off to Allen Michaan the theaters owner for going way out of his way to make sure the Grand Lake Theater stays open, despite how hard it is to support such a business these day. Thanks also for his determination to see that the fabulous roof sign is re-illuminated. It’ll take Greg and I a while yet to complete the work – scheduling is difficult. Look for a re-opening of the theater very soon. Hopefully not too long after that, the roof sign will be back on and glowing….





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