i do the comics and youtube poops and absurdist plush-toy webseries
i also watch FILMS sometimes (and make them even less sometimes)
At this point I'm pretty sure this film is never coming out. We haven't heard a single thing from Anders Weberg in almost three years. His Twitter, YouTube, and even Vimeo (which you must check out) are long dormant. His website is running, but just barely, and his online store, where beautiful handmade prints of stills from this film were once sold, is now a dead link.
The only clue to his absence is a blog post, dated February 1,…
Future scholars of virtual reality will do well to learn from this film's eternal lessons.
To my unrivalled surprise, this isn't as good as I thought it was ten years ago. The opening drags, and much of that time could totally have been spent fleshing out some of those in-game scenes that were relegated to montage status—as banging as that montage song is. But this is still far and away my favourite Scooby-Doo thing, a cut above in its insane…
On one hand, there's a good reason this is Ryan Trecartin's most famous film — not only did it gain wide recognition in its ingeniously scattered YouTube release format, but it also encapsulates several of the most important concepts of his oeuvre (identity, sexuality, personality, the social impact of the Internet on the above three...) in a surprisingly candid way across its 100-minute runtime.
On the other hand... it's 100 minutes long, for heaven's sake. If there's one format that…
Really, the conceptual art world ought to lament the fact that we'll never get a full-length Bas Jan Ader-directed avant-garde slapstick comedy film. The concepts this film provides do spark interest—the tree branch is the true actor of the film, the sole arbiter in whether Ader hangs or falls; until gravity, the true director of the film, gives the instruction. But above all else, I think anyone could appreciate how fucking hilarious this is. The ridiculous framing (he's all the…