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Chris Knipp
05-26-2016, 09:30 AM
RANDALL WRIGHT: HOCKNEY (2014)

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HOCKNEY THE YOUNG SUPERSTAR

A fascinating but incomplete portrait of the artist

The many delights of Randall Wright's BBC film Hockney, a nearly two-hour documentary on David Hockney, do not quite offset its shortcomings as a portrait of the famous and exceptionally prolific English artist's career. Wright has interviews with people who have known the man intimately including family members. He incorporates home movies that blend seamlessly into the paintings themselves. The outlines of the artist's creative passions, his rethinking of photography, his persistent exploration of the art of seeing, are delineated. His love of southern California, the tragedy of AIDS, his centrality to the new openness about being a gay artist that developed during the Sixties and Seventies are there. For the fan, many of the bases are touched.

What Wright is unconcerned with is how Hockney became so successful and famous, what the critics think of his work, where he fits into art history, and how anyone hitherto unfamiliar with his work should view it and evaluate it. And these are important things. Still, this is an interesting and richly documented film.

We hear from Celia Birtwell, a close friend whose portrait with her husband is one of Hockney's most famous, and she describes the making of the painting. We learn about the artists's first great love, UCLA student Peter Schlesinger, and see him cuddling with his closest friend, Henry Geldzhaler in terrible sadness when he and Peter broke up. It's mentioned that Hockney has been subject to occasional depression; aren't we all? (Any further intimate relationships are left unmentioned.) Raymond Foye describes Hockney's all-important friendship with Henry, irreplaceable when Henry passed on. John Kasmin speaks, a key friend and one of his first major dealers. But their is no chronology of important exhibitions.

This is another reminder (there have been other recent ones) that the AIDS crisis was a tragedy for cultural New York. Hockney, in a recent interview, remarks that the city would still have its now lost bohemia if the gay population, and two thirds of his friends, had not been wiped out by the disease.

Hockney's more recent explorations of image-making using new and retro technology, from fax machines to HD video and Poloroid cameras to iPad paintings, are reviewed toward the end of the film; we learn that he even transmitted a large painting by fax for an exhibition in South America that he did not visit. His theories, perhaps unproven, about the role of the camera obscura in seventeenth-century painting are not mentioned. but Wright explored this subject separately in detail in a 2003 film.

Every intimate detail isn't included, but one gets a strong sense of the artist's sociability, his wide circle of friends, and the warmth and good humor of his own family, particularly his close relationships with his parents; he talks about being with his mother, a strong woman who lived to be ninety-nine, during the last hours of her life. Clearly Wright had good access to the artist and to those close to him who were available.

Initially the film seems casual, rather rambling. It jumps from a remarkable early film of the young Hockney at a school dance to a video of him walking toward the round shower he shared with Peter Schlesinger stripping off his clothes. But one has the feeling eventually that the life and work if not quite all, are nearly all, there. It's just too bad there is no serious art historical study or critical assessment. Does what makes Hockney's work so various, plentiful, and pleasing also ultimately limit its importance? What will art history say about him? And where does he fit in the art world and how did he acquire his place in it? These crucial questions we'd like answered. Like Hockney's work, this film is irresistibly enjoyable, yet leaves us hungry for something more, something deeper.

Hockney's earliest paintings seem uninteresting, but Wright points out their important gay content. I have always enjoyed his later work; it is irresistibly pleasing, and his fluency and charm in an unending variety of media are awesome. The man has extraordinary gifts and has ready access to them. But a recent very large show of his work, up to the minute, aptly entitled "A Bigger Exhibition," conveyed the sense that more indeed sometimes is less - that for all the fluency and charm, for all the extraordinary energy (the tireless work a stay against confusion), the admirable explorations of the art of seeing and the nature of the visible world, he has never gotten quite deep enough to provide us with a profound experience. And while rich and accomplished in its own right, this film too leaves us hungry. Still, Wright's Hockney is something to chew on.

Randall Wright is an English filmmaker who has made many documentaries about English art figures, including Lucien Freud: A Painted Life; and he made one about John Le Carré's career in British intelligence, The Secret Centre.

Hockney, 112 mins., A Film Movement release, debuted at London 9 October 2014, and was included in some half dozen other festivals. US theatrical release began when it showed 22 to 28 April 2016 at the new Metrograph Theater in New York. It has a wider US theatrical release by Landmark starting 27 May.

Johann
05-26-2016, 10:40 AM
You are a machine these days Chris!
You wonder why I don't post reviews (or anyone else!)- you tower over us mere mortal scribblers. ha ha

Chris Knipp
05-26-2016, 11:41 AM
I keep busy. I stay out of trouble. I even get out in the sunshine sometimes.

Chris Knipp
05-26-2016, 08:19 PM
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The Lobster

Yorgos Lanthimos' The Lobster is in wide release now and critics are drooling over it as if it was the broiled sea beast dipped in butter and sprayed with fresh lemon. In my opinion it's it's just a cruel and mean-spirited satire the Greek collaborator team pretty much made up as they went along so its many enigmatic incidents have little unity or point. Those desperate for something cool and original leap for it, because there's not a whole lot of exciting stuff you can have seen lately unless you were just at Cannes.

See my review from the NYFF last fall here (http://www.filmleaf.net/showthread.php?4022-New-York-Film-Festival-2015&p=33960#post33960).

Chris Knipp
05-26-2016, 08:54 PM
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Almost Holy.

This intense documentary about a Ukrainian priest on the edge between sainthood and criminality is showing now in NYC and the Bay Area. For my New York Movie Journal review go HERE (http://www.filmleaf.net/showthread.php?4146-NEW-YORK-MOVIE-JOURNAL-(May-2016)&p=34686#post34686). Ben Konigsberg in the NYTImes said it's "A good example of how a charismatic figure doesn’t automatically generate a deep or compelling documentary," and he has a point, there. The trouble is that Father Gennadiy Mokhnenko is as much icky as admirable. The director Steve Hoover follows Mokhnenko closely but maybe gives him too much free rein; he lets the priest narrate constantly in his oddball English, and what is at first flavorful eventually becomes repetitious. That one unexpected event that takes a documentary in a new direction didn't happen. The wayward boys Mokhnenko rescues are the best material; maybe Hoover should have followed them more closely.

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ALMOST HOLY/CROCODILE GENNADIY (Steve Hoover 2016). (A preview.] This film, handsomely shot by John Pope and co-produced by Terrence Malick, focuses on a morally complex hero of contemporary Ukraine, pastor Gennadiy Mokhnenko, who since early 2000's has taken the law into his own hands to rescue children from the streets and from abusive or neglectful parents. Gennadiy's heart is as big as his ego and he knows how to tweak the media to promote or excuse his projects, which include foster homes and his own 32 adopted children, mostly boys, often drug-addicted at a shockingly early age, who learn to box, read, and grow vegetables. (His wife obviously is in deep sympathy with the work.) We see ugly stuff, and we perceive a world so impoverished and chaotic -- the film ends with the Russia-Ukraine conflict at its height -- that strong measures seem understandable. Gennadiy's colorfully crude English dominates the soundtrack, and the film features gorgeous cinematography, idiosyncratic editing, a score partly by Atticus Ross (Gone Girl, The Social Network), and the metaphorical commentary of clips from a quirky animated TV series called "Crocodile Gennadiy" about doing good, with a nasty old lady who always objects. At the end Father Gennadiy, who attracts and repels us, lies on the sand like a beached whale, as if literally flattened by the deteriorated social and political situations. US theatrical release of this scrappy Tribeca film begins 20 May.