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playlist 02.28.24
Chaser Planned Obsolescence (Decoherence Records) Free Human Zoo The Mysterious Island / No Wind Tonight / Freedom Now! (Bandcamp) The Smile Wall of Eyes (XL) Hypochristmutreefuzz Hypopotomonstrosesquipodaliophobia (Bandcamp) Idles Tangk (Partisan) William Susman Collision Point (Belarca) Anemic Cinema Iconoclasts (Ramble Records) Decibel After Julia (Tall Poppies) Austin Wulliman The News from Utopia (Bright Shiny Things) Trupa Trupa B Flat A (Lovitt Records) Univers Zero Lueur (Sub Rosa) USA Nails Character Stop / No Pleasure / Shame Spiral / Sonic Moist (Bandcamp) Annahita Abbasi Intertwined Distances / Situation I / Situation VIII (YouTube) Peter Michael Hamel Nadia (Wergo) Alla Es Tiempo (Crammed) Donato Dozzy Magda (Spazio Disponibile) Jasmine Morris Astrophilia (Non-classical)
#Chaser#Free Human Zoo#playlist#The Smile#Hypochristmutreefuzz#Idles#William Susman#Anemic Cinema#Decibel#Austin Wulliman#TrupaTrupa#Univers Zero#USA Nails#Annahita Abbasi#Peter Michael Hamel#Alla Es#Donato Dozzy#Jasmine Morris
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On December 22, 1926, Marcel Duchamp's Anemic Cinema was screened at the Fifth Avenue Playhouse in New York City.
Here's some new art inspired by the surrealist classic!
#anemic cinema#marcel duchamp#surrealism#dadaism#surrealist film#art film#experimental film#avant garde#movie art#art#drawing#movie history#pop art#modern art#pop surrealism#cult movies#portrait#cult film
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Marcel Duchamp - Anemic cinema
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Cinema Anêmico é um filme experimental do artista Marcel Duchamp, sob o pseudônimo de Rrose Sélavy, feito em 1926, em colaboração com Man Ray. É o único filme dadaísta do diretor.
🎬: Anemic Cinema (1926)
Dirigido por: Marcel Duchamp
#cinema#filmes#movies#cinefilos#cinefilia#marcel duchamp#curtametragem#Movie#anemic cinema#filmmaking#filme cult#cinéfilos cult#cult cinema#filme experimental
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So this ending was already designed to hurt me, specifically. But then @anemic-cinema pointed out this parallel. You can find me on the floor.
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Released fifty years ago today (6 November 1974) in US cinemas: Blood for Dracula (aka Andy Warhol’s Dracula). Watching it is a fun way to celebrate its director, titan of underground cinema and frequent Andy Warhol collaborator Paul Morrissey (23 February 1938 – 28 October 2024) – the man described by Glenn O’Brien as “an extreme prude making X-rated movies” – who died recently. Blood is free to stream on Amazon Prime (at least it is in the UK). It was filmed in 1973, immediately upon completion of Flesh for Frankenstein at the legendary Cinecittà Studios in Rome and co-produced with Warhol and Carlo Ponti (Sophia Loren’s husband). As Bob Colacello recounts in his essential 1990 book Holy Terror: Andy Warhol Close Up, “It was a tough schedule: Ponti had given them eight weeks and an $800,000 budget to shoot both movies back-to-back. It was the first time the Factory crew had worked in 35mm – instead of 16mm – and the first film, Frankenstein, was shot in 3D.” In the striking opening credits, we watch in close-up as ashen-faced and consumptive Count Dracula (German actor Udo Kier) morosely applies rouge and lipstick to his anemic face and jet-black dye to his brows and hair. The film’s central joke is that Dracula requires the blood of virgins (pronounced “were-gins”) to survive, so he and his manservant journey from Romania to the Catholic realm of Italy in hopes virgin blood will be more plentiful. Blood is noteworthy for the presence of directors Roman Polanski and Vittorio de Sica in small roles, and for being the last two Factory films directed by Morrissey and starring Joe Dallesandro (who, of course, appears in various stages of undress). As Colacello concludes “Dracula had its moments, but it wasn’t one of Paul’s best. It lacked the kind of pathos and biting social observation that gave the humour of Trash, Women in Revolt and Heat their depth and edge. Perhaps Paul and Andy … were too American, too Pop and camp to do justice to this Central European legend. You can’t send up what you don’t own.”
#blood for dracula#andy warhol's dracula#paul morrissey#andy warhol#udo kier#joe dallesandro#lobotomy room#cult cinema#horror movies
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Last line challenge
Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).
Thank you @thatdoodlebug for the tag! 💖
“Are you more in the mood for Mendelssohn or one of my own compositions right now…?”
Tagging @jam-jackson @hattiecursedsigh @darkness-and-books @anemic-cinema
#tagged as much as i felt like ☺���#this one is… a bit strange out of context i feel? lollll#tag game
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Rules: without naming them, post 10 gifs of your favorite TV shows, then tag people
hehe i got tagged by the fantastic @just-a-silly-little-guy
i uh... i have interesting tastes. im going to tag @anemic-cinema @saya1984 @gerardway-is-my-babygirl @unholy-gigi and anyone else who would like to join! (also sorry if i tagged anyone who already got tagged <:3c) thank you again for tagging me!! >w<
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Portrait of Rrose Sélavy, 1920
Meet Rrose Sélavy: Marcel Duchamp’s Female Alter Ego
Rrose Sélavy first appeared in 1920, but the second ‘r’ in her name wasn’t added until 1921 when she added her signature to Francis Picabia’s collage L’Oeil Cacodylate. Soon after, she began appearing in photographs taken by Man Ray, fashion photographer, fellow artist and informal Dada compatriot. The perfect Duchampian character, Rrose brought to life the artist’s well-marked and symbolic use of language as well as all the playfulness and irony of Dadaism. Her name, a pun on the French adage “Eros, c’est la vie,” has inspired everything from collections of surrealist poetry to an oyster bar in Manhattan.
Rrose personified everything about Duchamp’s art, from its wit and its ersatz aesthetic to its erotic undertones. A living, breathing double entendre, she is a figurehead of New York’s short-lived answer to Dada, the irreverent European art movement with beginnings in Zürich’s Cabaret Voltaire. In Man Ray’s portraits she appears in several guises, at times moth-eaten and decidedly masculine, and later, stylish and more fluent in the cues of feminine allure. A murky example of the former appeared on a perfume bottle that Duchamp labelled Belle Haleine (Beautiful Breath). Beyond photographs, she lives on as the author of particular works throughout his career, from writings to the animated film Anemic Cinema.
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'Tom Cruise knows how to sell tickets—even to other people’s movies. “This summer is full of amazing movies to see in theaters,” the Mission: Impossible star wrote on Instagram recently, while he and director Christopher McQuarrie posed with tickets in front of posters for rival films. Cruise congratulated Harrison Ford for “creating one of the most iconic characters in cinema history” with Indiana Jones, and identified himself as one of the many people who’d make a double feature out of Oppenheimer and Barbie, which will go head-to-head in theaters as of July 21. His act of goodwill proved to be contagious, as he must have hoped it would. A few days later, Barbie director Greta Gerwig and star Margot Robbie tweeted their own photo shoot, in which they also waved tickets to their rivals: “Mission: Accepted!”
Summer box office used to be the ultimate showbiz blood sport. Now, publicly at least, it’s all kumbaya and collegiality, which says a lot about the industry’s enduring post-pandemic fears. Beneath the gracious social media shoutouts is a pervasive sense that if the public doesn’t fall back in love with in-person moviegoing for good now, the bottom will continue to fall out of the studio system and take stars down in the process. So far, summer 2023 has proven to be a bumpy ride. Sure-things have struggled, surprise sleepers have failed to emerge, and pressure is mounting on a handful of July titles to save the season.
Box office watchers are still predicting that movies like Mission: Impossible—Dead Reckoning Part One and Barbie can help summer ticket sales in the US and Canada hit $4 billion, which would be taken as a sign that the industry has indeed recovered from an anemic three years. But a trail of early underperformers—including DC’s The Flash, Pixar’s Elemental, and Indy’s fifth and final outing, Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny—has only stoked worries. With his cheerleading post, Cruise, the man who “saved Hollywood’s ass” last summer with Top Gun: Maverick, is attempting to stage a rescue mission again. This time he’ll have some help from Barbie and the atomic bomb.
Hollywood power brokers are watching all this closely, to say the least. “I was very excited after Super Mario Bros., and then I got a little more concerned after the last four weeks,” says producer Jason Blum, best known for low-cost horror hits Paranormal Activity, Insidious, and M3GAN. “The movie business has in no way bounced back like the live events business has, but I really think that it’s a matter of time.” Few expect earnings to surpass summer 2019 levels—when 32 films brought in $4.34 billion—but anything close will be a win. The industry is used to absorbing bad news—and hoping for last-minute salvation. “Not everything works,” says another studio executive poring over summer ticket sales, “but that’s just the movie business.”
There are reasons to be at least optimism-adjacent. Moviegoers still want to see spectacle—and they are willing to pay extra to see it on premium large-format screens. “2023 has definitely been a much fuller slate than pre-pandemic times,” says IMAX CEO Richard Gelfond. “And for us, it’s even a little more intense because the audience has shifted more to premium on a global basis. IMAX’s market share went up by 50% in North America and it’s gone up by about 40% globally. So it’s not only more competition within the industry, it’s more competition for IMAX screens. We think our box office will be similar to 2019.”
Similar is the new amazing.
Moviegoers signaled that they were ready to return to theaters last summer when they showed up in droves for Top Gun: Maverick, the top performer of the year with a staggering $719 million in US ticket sales, and Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness, which outperformed 2016’s Doctor Strange. But the robust performance of a handful of titles belied ongoing challenges. Last winter, as one Oscar contender after another died gasping at the box office, a senior awards strategist told Vanity Fair, “the audience is just not there anymore for these sorts of movies.” One obstacle was simply a volume problem: Even though tentpoles like Avatar: The Way of Water were dominating the weekend, there just weren’t enough movies in theaters.
This summer, every weekend offers multiple options, and they’re often aimed at disparate demographics, as with the showdown referred to in some quarters as “Barbenheimer.” Since May 5, when Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 dropped, there’s been a steady beat of new releases, among them The Little Mermaid, Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse, and Transformers: Rise of the Beasts. The major studios are expected to release 42 films widely across the country by Labor Day weekend. One studio executive moans about all this in a way that sounds almost nostalgic: “It’s such a crowded summer.”
Before Cruise began his goodwill campaign, the actor was involved in a behind-the-scenes fight for IMAX screens, according to Puck. His latest Mission: Impossible outing will play on IMAX screens for about a week, but then must give them up for Oppenheimer, which debuts a week later on July 21 and has all the screens exclusively booked for three weeks. That has little to do with earnings expectations, and everything to do with relationships. Nolan, a longtime IMAX champion, had struck a deal long before with the exhibitor to guarantee that his movie would play on those screens, regardless of who else parachuted into the market on a motorcycle.
IMAX’s Gelfond tells VF that he worked closely with Nolan and Universal on Oppenheimer’s release date more than a year ago. He visited the Mission: Impossible set and is “a huge fan of Tom’s,” he says, but this is the bottom line: “We made a commitment to Chris. Obviously, I think the movie’s going to be great, but irrespective, we honor our commitments.”
Executives worried about a crowded schedule are one sign that movies are back, baby. “We’ve had really big films since reopening from the pandemic, like Avatar and Top Gun and Spider-Man, but now we’re talking about many titles,” says Elizabeth Frank, the executive in charge of programming AMC Entertainment’s more than 10,000 screens. “People are saying, ‘Well, which one do you want to see first?’ And that’s a different level of excitement. In an industry where momentum is really important, it’s an opportunity for us to build back habitual moviegoing.”
In Hollywood, the weekend box office is treated with the same seriousness as the World Series. “I have a group of friends, we get together at the beginning of the year and we have a draft, we pick all the movies for the year, and points are awarded based on Metacritic score, based on box office, based on awards, and based on profitability,” says Blum, whose company, Blumhouse, has Insidious: The Red Door out on July 7. “We text each other every Thursday or Friday. I’m currently in second place.”
Guys like Blum no doubt pay closer attention to movie ticket sales than the average American, but even he has noticed that more people are following the money as they did years ago. “The box office derby is one of those things that everyone can be a part of,” says Paul Dergarabedian, an entertainment industry analyst for Comscore. “Not everyone has played professional sports or ridden a horse professionally or driven a race car, but we can all sit in a movie theater.”
More scrutiny, of course, means more headlines when movies stumble. For every winner like Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 (with its $356 million in domestic grosses) or Spider Man: Across the Spider-Verse ($346 million), there’s something like The Flash, which has pulled a meager $102 million in the US in spite of its reported $200 million budget, or Elemental, whose $29.6 million debut was considered a major flop for Disney’s Pixar. Meanwhile, Dial of Destiny, which reportedly cost $295 million, arguably needed to make a lot more over Fourth of July than it did. One bright spot? Studios are focusing more on profitability, which Blum contends, “everyone forgot about for about five years.” Now, he says, there’s more pressure to rein in costs: “The budget conversation was the last conversation when you were introducing new projects to buyers. Now it’s the first, which makes me happy because I think less expensive movies are often better and more interesting.”
Even before June gloom hit the box office, Hollywood had largely put its faith in Mission: Impossible, Barbie, and Oppenheimer to carry ticket sales. Now it’s even more imperative that all three titles find their audiences. Early tracking—which pegs the Mission: Impossible opening at around $90 million, Barbie somewhere north of $70 million, and Oppenheimer around $40 million—suggests that they will. Though Ethan Hunt will likely be the biggest star of the summer, media attention has focused squarely on the matchup between Barbie and Oppenheimer.
“I do think a rising tide lifts all boats,” says a top film agent. “When we have pictures in theaters that start to feel like they’re ‘watercooler’—which I really think the Barbie-Oppenheimer thing is becoming—it’s incredibly healthy for the box office, because what we’re doing is delivering an experience that people feel like was worth their time and money.”
AMC has been preparing for the summer movie season by extending operating hours at its theaters, hiring more staff, and making sure its Icee dispensers are full. “Increasingly, fans of different films are also looking for movie-themed merchandise and movie-themed drinks,” says Frank. “It makes the moviegoing experience that much more engaging and dynamic. It’s a little complicated, though, to be moving in the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle cups while you’re figuring out whether you’ve still got a bunch of people who want the Mission: Impossible ones or the Barbie ones.”
Predicting the box office has always been like reading tea leaves or tarot cards. Even IMAX’s Gelfond admits to fixating on the returns—from the first night to the last. “Like a junkie,” he says. “I hate to admit it, but yes. Most of our movies open on Thursday nights because they’re big blockbusters. So by Friday morning, I’m on the phone with our distribution and marketing teams trying to understand what the weekend’s going to look like and what’s working and not working and why and why not.”
If you want to know how summer 2023 turns out, you’ll have to wait for the final reel.'
#Oppenheimer#Cillian Murphy#Christopher Nolan#Barbie#Margot Robbie#Greta Gerwig#Mission Impossible: Dead Reckoning Part 1#Tom Cruise
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Man I'm so angry that all the new movies I wanna watch are only gonna premier in my country (if at all) next year. The only times almost the entire year that I went to the cinema was to watch old movies. My favorites of the year list is anemic. This sucks.
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On September 22, 2009, Anemic Cinema was screened at the Athens Film Festival.
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Blood of Dracula
After bringing the world a teenaged werewolf, schlockmeister Herman Cohen doubled down on the adolescent-as-monster theme by releasing I WAS A TEENAGE FRANKENSTEIN (1957) and Herbert L. Strock’s BLOOD OF DRACULA (1957, Tubi, Plex, YouTube) as a drive-in pair. The script is laughable and some of the actors barely earn that title, but Strock shoots some decent scenes, and his two female leads manage to come across as human beings, if not necessarily the ones in the script.
Rebellious teen Nancy Perkins (Sandra Harrison) is sent to The Sherwood School by her father, ostensibly to get her away from “moonlight beach parties and rock and roll sessions” but really because she resents the cheap wife he picked up six weeks after his first one died. When the science teacher (Louise Lewis) notices the anger bubbling under Harrison’s placid surface, she decides to use her in her experiments to unleash the destructive potential of mankind (her word, which rather puts her feminist credentials in question). Before you can say, “drive-in-quickie,” Harrison starts turning into Nosferatu in a tight sweater and dispatching classmates and a visiting rock singer (who earns his fate by writing and performing the anemic “Puppy Love”).
Harrison and Lewis aren’t bad, though Harrison never captures the smoldering undertones of violence that Lewis claims to see in her, and Lewis seems awfully logical to be pursuing this cockamamie experiment. Strock uses some expressive framing, particularly in a family argument in the car on the way to the school and the scenes in which Lewis exercises her hypnotic control over Harrison. But the script is utterly ludicrous! Lewis’ experiment makes no sense. It involves using a hideous medallion from the Carpathian Mountains to hypnotize Harrison, but Lewis also keeps pouring chemicals into beakers and producing glowing nuggets of something or other as part of her research. How this is supposed to bring an end to nuclear proliferation, as she claims, is anybody’s guess.
The film’s lesbian undertones are so thick, they should have just named the school Radclyffe Hall. Lewis keeps bringing Harrison into her office for “special treatment,” with the door locked and the shades drawn. You half expect her to start sending the girl violets (the classic lesbian gift in the melodrama “The Captive”). Through hypnosis she exercises complete control over the Harrison to the point the young woman asks if this isn’t a master and slave relationship. Lewis says it’s more like brain and arm, which positions both coded lesbians as the monstrous-feminine but also makes you wonder what else she has that arm doing. As a result, Harrison doesn’t know who she is any more. When her boyfriend (Michael Hall, Fredric March and Myrna Loy’s son from THE BEST YEARS OF OUR LIFE, though clearly all the talent genes were passed on to Teresa Wright) shows up, she can’t make out with him. This is played against the “healthy” heterosexuality of Harrison’s dorm mates, who share the groundskeeper, the one young man on campus. At the end, in one of the strangest visuals in schlock cinema, Lewis’ notes are destroyed by acid, leaving a charred notebook that rather resembles a large vulva. If you set out to write a satire of bad movies with details like that, nobody would believe you.
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bleh bleh bleh!! 🧛♂️
I'm not sure who to tag aa
@coiled-dragon @fangirl-saya @shit-garbage @rottuncrotch @anemic-cinema ahh sorry I'm drawing a blank it's late :7
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How far can this post spread only through mentions, only those mentioned can reblog,
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