Drew has written 6 reviews for films with no rating during 2017.

  • Primal

    Primal

    A surprise encore screening by SF Cinematheque, with Vicky Smith speaking a bit more about it. She suggested viewing the film not in the way its technique relates to Len Lye or Stan Brakhage, but in the political intentions that birthed it. I wish she'd elaborated more on those, aside from the obvious politics of any anti-illusory work, because what originally interested me about the film was how it physically occupied the screen in a way different than what Lye or Brakhage made. I think the clearest analogue for me might actually be Monkeyshines, No. 1.

  • You Don't Own Me

    You Don't Own Me

    Not really sure how the Lesley Gore revival came about, but I'm so down.

  • Primal

    Primal

    I do like the shifting form of Primal. It starts off with animation composed of small scratches on each frame, which forms something between a gash of light on the projection screen or a glowing flame. It gradually expands to reveal the texture of the scratched filmstrip and morphs into a flicker film as more of the frame pulses with light.

  • Amphetamine

    Amphetamine

    In my dreams I'll get to rewatch this with Behind Every Good Man in some sort of "queer people in private spaces, scored to the Supremes" double feature. I was expecting Sonbert's super kinetic style of editing, but he's got a lighter touch here, which helps make the earlier scenes a bit more palatable. It also sets up a pretty great cut to a moment of tenderness and intimacy, the only time I've been started when a filmmaker cut away from someone shooting up.

  • In Jackson Heights

    In Jackson Heights

    A beautiful depiction of a communities and the work that goes into building them. It's a testament to Wiseman's treatment that I felt even remotely invested in the outcome of a soccer game. It's also got one of the best illustrations of intersectionality I've ever seen.

    Definitely more VPL than I've come to expect from a Frederick Wiseman film.

  • Sanctus

    Sanctus

    I'll never swallow again. Sorry boys.