Good Luck, and Good Night, George Clooneyâ€™s grab-bag paean to the glory days of monochromatic news broadcasting, when men were men and they had the lung cancer and cardboard livers to prove it, is something more than it appears to be.
The critical reception has been good to excellent, and the general opinion is that Clooney does a terrific job of recreating that atmosphere, when CBS News represented a degree of dignity in news reporting that they brought back from WWII.
Directed by Don Letts (Capital Entertainment DVD)
Let's be honest, shall we? The world needs another documentary about the origins of Punk Rock like the American South needs another hurricane. Still, even as the genre approaches its hotly debated thirtieth birthday, the exhumation continues. To the credit of filmmaker Don Letts, himself a veteran of the original British Punk scene and erstwhile Reggae archivist, his latest documentary, Punk: Attitude, at least tries to be all-inclusive in attempting to encapsulate the amorphous cultural movement.
Directed by Ondi Timoner (UMVD DVD)
The premise is a relatively flimsy one at best â€“ pit two rival rock â€™nâ€™ roll bands against each other and document their respective trajectories over a seven-year period. Weâ€™re not talking Zeppelin and Sabbath here, though. Ondi Timonerâ€™s award-winning DIG! depicts the strikingly diverse paths and ambitions of the Brian Jonestown Massacre and the Dandy Warhols, two American alternative rock bands from the 1990s. Neither band is a particularly big draw or a household name (the Dandy Warhols did manage to trouble the pop charts once or twice, albeit to no lasting effect). Despite the bandsâ€™ borderline anonymity in the grand scheme of things, DIG! is assuredly more than just a fans-only feature. Itâ€™s a hugely compelling film and a striking glimpse into the world of struggling musicians.
Last Days, Gus Van Sant's film about the isolated stupor that his fictionalized account suggests was the mindset of the last days of Kurt Cobain, feels like it was filmed when the director himself was in a heroin nod. In take after take, we gaze for protracted minutes at the lanky blond hair of actor Michael Pitt as it swings forward in the famous greasy, neglected curtain that Cobain sported and, sometimes, hid behind. But he didn't hide behind it all the time. Van Sant's character seems barely to exist -- his withdrawal is so profound that he seems suspended in a world between life and death. But this world is far from the one we recognize as one Cobain inhabited.
The Aristocrats is supposedly how nothing is shocking anymore. The movie is built around one infamous joke that comics occasionally tell just for each otherâ€™s amusement, trying to outdo each other in grossness and invention. And â€œThe Aristocratsâ€ is the punch line to the joke, which involves a lengthy setup â€“ one that stretches comics to think of the worst possible ideas they can to involve a family and their unbelievably foul stage act. Trying to get more and more outrageous, many comics have made the joke involve incest with the family fucking each other; mother and father and children all sucking and fucking in a pool of their own vomit and feces.
The Nomi Song
Directed by Andrew Horn (Palm Pictures DVD)
Much like the willfully enigmatic artist it profiled, Andrew Hornâ€™s 2004 documentary, The Nomi Song, came and went through select art houses here in the States to undeservedly sparse fanfare. Despite having won the â€œTeddy Bear Awardâ€ for Best Documentary Film at the Berlin Film Festival, Hornâ€™s portrait of the late singer/performance artist Klaus Nomi might have seemed a bit too tailored to certain demographics to achieve a wider audience. Now released on DVD with a clutch of archival performance footage, further back-story, anecdotal interviews and other Nomi ephemera appended, the film has been granted a second shot at larger exposure.