Looking back at 2020, it was no year to celebrate (except in its passing). The one thing it inspired was nostalgia for years past when things were "normal."
But, were they?
Scanning the National Registry's "Honor Roll" for 2020—where the Library of Congress (not actually housed in the Capitol Building, so safe from insurrectionists) holds a vote for those films deemed "culturally, historically, or aesthetically significant" and then works with the National Film Preservation Board "to ensure the survival, conservation and increased public availability of America's film heritage"—one sees a reflection of the times in the past. And however unique the issues of the day, the long march towards creating a better, more inclusive society has long been represented in our film heritage.
(It should be noted that there are no actual incidences of fraud in the voting process and that all claims to the contrary are baseless—although the inclusion of The Blues Brothers does make me think.)
This year's crop focuses more on woman directors, which have been alarmingly under-represented in the industry, although, with recent films that have achieved large box office returns and awards kudos—not to mention a large influence of woman directors in the television field. It is important to acknowledge the role of women in building the language of film, especially in its earliest days, and ponder the reasons why the industry has so long been dominated by men in the interim.
Also interesting to note that some of this stuff isn't widely available—this list has the most number of films I've never seen and can't, making that mission of "increased public availability" much more pertinent.
One could also mention that the subject matter in a few of these films have a certain cruel streak, but that is more reflective of the lesser standards of censorship—self and otherwise—that have dogged the progress of film throughout its history. Films have become more honest, but one can mistake that as something to be cheered rather than solved.
The 2020 National Film Registry (alphabetical order): My thoughts are in grey Verdana while the blurbs from the NFR are in their original serif-laden font..
The Battle of the Century (Clyde Bruckman, 1927) Directed by Bruckman (say the titles), but "Supervised by Leo McCarey", "Photographed by George Stevens," both of whom would cut wide swaths directing in the sound era. As the LoC blurb will inform, The Battle of the Century has been in a state of disrepair since its release. Initially, a "2-reeler", the film has mostly been known for pieces—the beginning prize fight (which highlights Laurel's skills) and the famous "pie fight" sequence (which favors Hardy). A linking segment and a final coda have been missing for years, the latter recently being found and released on DVD. I would speculate that since both fights have little to do with each other, the studio probably just separated the two in order to have more (and shorter) product to hawk. It's Bruckman's second director credit to make it to the Registry.
Are you having an "X-Files" flashback?
“Battle of the Century” is a classic Laurel and Hardy silent short comedy (2 reels, ca. 20 minutes) unseen in its entirety since its original release. The comic bits include a renowned pie-fighting sequence where the principle of “reciprocal destruction” escalates to epic proportions. “Battle” offers a stark illustration of the detective work (and luck) required to locate and preserve films from the silent era. Only excerpts from reel two of the film had survived for many years. Critic Leonard Maltin discovered a mostly complete nitrate copy of reel one at the Museum of Modern Art in the 1970s. Then in 2015, film collector and silent film accompanist Jon Mirsalis located a complete version of reel two as part of a film collection he purchased from the Estate of Gordon Berkow. The film still lacks brief scenes from reel one, but the film is now almost complete, comprising elements from MoMA, the Library of Congress, UCLA and other sources. It was restored by the UCLA Film and Television Archive in conjunction with Jeff Joseph/SabuCat. The nearly complete film was preserved from one reel of 35mm nitrate print, one reel of a 35mm acetate dupe negative and a 16mm acetate print. Laboratory Services: The Stanford Theatre Film Laboratory, Deluxe Entertainment Services Group, Cineaste Restoration/Thad Komorowksi, Point 360/Joe Alloy. Special Thanks: Jon Mirsalis, Paramount Pictures Archives, Richard W. Bann, Ray Faiola, David Gerstein.
"The pie fight" from The Battle of the Century
The Blues Brothers (John Landis, 1980) Landis' anarchistic film is revered for its musical sequences with R&B icons more than anything else. But, what I've always taken away from it is its love of Chicago and its wanton destruction of it. Jake (Belushi) and Elwood (Ackroyd), on their "mission from God" to save their orphanage from foreclosure by getting their old band together and hosting a fundraiser, manage to wreak such havok and piss off so many people that one wonders how they manage to make it through the movie alive—perhaps it's the dead-pan cool they display, only pierced by Jake's manic outbursts. The movie went $10 million over budget and cocaine use was so rampant that Universal was scared-stiff by this movie, but Landis—after paring down Ackroyd's 326 page free-verse script—managed to put enough footage in the can to have a presentable, if wildly uneven, film. It is Landis' third film in the Registry.
Dan Aykroyd and John Belushi, then both best known for their star-turns as part of the “Not Ready for Prime-Time Players” troupe on TV’s “Saturday Night Live,” took their recurring “Blues Brothers” SNL sketch to the big screen in this loving and madcap musical misadventures of Jake and Elwood Blues on a mission from God. An homage of sorts to various classic movie genres — from screwball comedy to road movie — “The Blues Brothers” serves as a tribute to the lead duo’s favorite city (Chicago) as well as a lovely paean to great soul and R&B music. In musical cameos, such legends as Cab Calloway, Ray Charles, James Brown, Aretha Franklin and John Lee Hooker all ignite the screen.
Bread (Ida May Park, 1918) There are only two reels left of Bread and all I've been able to see of it were samples shown when TCM presented Mark Cousin's excellent sampler series "Women Make Film: A New Road Movie Through Cinema" ran towards the end of 2020. Park may it personal, focusing less on the plight than on how the protagonist felt about it. And being silent—with few interstitial cards—that's a tough task, but one that's essential if one communicates through film and the image.
Billed as a “sociological photodrama, “Bread” tells the story of a naïve young woman in a narrow-minded town who journeys to New York to become a star but faces disillusionment when she learns that sex is demanded as the price for fame. Ida May Park, director and scenarist of “Bread,” was among more than a half-dozen prolific women directors working at the Universal Film Manufacturing Company during the period in which Los Angeles became the home of America’s movie industry. Park directed 14 feature-length films between 1917 and 1920, and her career as a scenarist lasted until 1931. She reasoned that because the majority of movie fans were women, “it follows that a member of the sex is best able to gauge their wants in the form of stories and plays.” In an essay Park contributed to the book “Careers for Women,” she stated that women were advantaged as motion picture directors because of “the superiority of their emotional and imaginative faculties.” In the two surviving reels of “Bread,” one of only three films Park directed that are currently known to exist, she displays an accomplished ability to knowingly vivify her protagonist’s plight as she fends off an attacker and places her frail hopes in a misshapen loaf of bread that has come to symbolize for her the good things in life.
Buena Vista Social Club (Wim Wenders, 1999) Not so much a record of that ground-breaking recording, as a "victory lap" for the participants. Wenders chronicles two concerts—in Amsterdam in April 1999 and Carnegie Hall in July, 1999—interspersed with interviews, recording sessions, sight-seeing, and too many shots of Ry Cooder. The movie's high-points are, of course, the concert sequences with sold-out audiences in rapturous response to the elderly artists, who are frequently moved to tears. It is one of Wenders' least personal documentaries, as he sits back and let the musicians tell the story, but it is also one of his most celebratory, catching lightning in a bottle before it fades away.
Wenders' first film admitted to the registry.
“The best Wim Wenders documentary to date and an uncommonly self-effacing one, this 1999 concert movie about performance and lifestyle is comparable in some ways to ‘Latcho Drom,’ the great Gypsy documentary/musical. In 1996, musician Ry Cooder traveled to Havana to reunite some of the greatest stars of Cuban pop music from the Batista era (who were virtually forgotten after Castro came to power) with the aim of making a record, a highly successful venture that led to concerts in Amsterdam and New York. The players and their stories are as wonderful as the music, and the filmmaking is uncommonly sensitive and alert,” wrote film critic Jonathan Rosenbaum.
It is Minelli's sixth film in the Registry and Berkley's second.
“Cabin” tells the story of a man (Eddie “Rochester” Anderson) trying to make it into heaven and who is sent back to earth for one last shot at redemption. Released the same year as Fox’s “Stormy Weather,” this film adaptation of the 1940 Broadway musical marked the directing debut of renowned director Vincente Minnelli (“Meet Me in St. Louis,” “An American in Paris,” “Bad and the Beautiful,” “The Band Wagon,” and “Gigi”). Minnelli’s gift for ingeniously blending in dazzling musical numbers is on full display throughout. Lauded at the time for showcasing an all-Black cast in a major Hollywood film when many theaters in the U.S. were still segregated, the film also sadly demonstrates the limited film opportunities and acting compromises African Americans had to make during the Hollywood classic era. These notable concerns aside, “Cabin” remains a glittering cultural record of outstanding African American artistic talent of the era (Ethel Waters, Lena Horne, Louis Armstrong, Rex Ingram, and Eddie “Rochester” Anderson.)
Spencer, Anderson, Horne and Ingram face off
A Clockwork Orange (Stanley Kubrick, 1971) After his planned "Napoleon" project was shut down by M-G-M for its budget, Kubrick went to Warner Bros. and undertook this adaptation of Anthony Burgess' book to see if he could make a feature with a smaller budget and crew. Shot mostly on location, the story of a conscienceless street-tough subjected to a treatment that curbs his predatory inclinations, it's a cautionary tale about conditioning, a hot topic in the 1970's. Critics were fretting that Malcolm McDowell's portrayal of young Alex was too winning for such a loathsome creature, but Kubrick was looking for someone with a Cagney-esque brio in order for some audience-empathy for that part of the story when Alex himself becomes prey. I mean, if your point is this sort of mind-tinkering shouldn't happen to the worst of us, the subject has to have something or else the audience will just say "Good! Kick 'im in the ribs while you're at it!" Originally rated "X" for its violence and nudity, Kubrick withdrew the film from British circulation for a time when "copy-cat" crimes began to appear in the UK. Kubrick had a habit of over-estimating his audience. And no one ever hears the song "Singin' in the Rain" the same way again.
This is Kubrick's sixth film to be placed in the Registry.
Though based on the book by Anthony Burgess, it certainly took an eye and a mind like director Stanley Kubrick’s to bring this film to life. Set in a not-so-distant future, that is equal parts dystopian and cartoonish, “Clockwork,” now almost 50 years after its creation, remains as it always was: disturbing, controversial and startlingly unsettling. Malcolm McDowell (in his most legendary role) stars as Alex DeLarge, the demented, de facto leader of a gang of boys-- sporting bowler hats, canes and codpieces--who wreak havoc all over what used to be England. But as evil as Alex is, when he’s caught and subjected to a type of state-sanctioned crime aversion therapy, his “treatment” turns out to be far more brutal than any of the crimes he’s ever committed.
The Dark Knight (Christopher Nolan, 2008) A little early for this one, isn't it? Well, a film must be, at least, 10 years old before it can be nominated and selected, so no rules have been broken. It is also not the first "superhero" film voted in— that being the first Christopher Reeve Superman in 2017. What made Nolan's second "Batman" movie (all starring Christian Bale) different was the sophistication of its story combined with some madcap visuals that could only have passed muster in the "Batman" TV-show of the 1960's.
Much attention was paid to Heath Ledger's iteration of premier Batman nemesis, The Joker, freed of origin story vats of disfiguring liquids and cracked vanity and now "an agent of chaos' ("I'm not a monster...just ahead of the curve."). But, the Batman films finally get around to do justice to another Batman villain, the grotesque "Two-Face," formerly Gotham D.A. Harvey Dent (played by Aaron Eckhart), a prosecutor so ardent and forthright, millionaire Bruce Wayne starts to see him as Gotham's "White Knight" who can save Gotham City (allowing him to hang up his cape). But, Dent's "do-gooder" is just the type of "schemer" Joker hates and targets him in one of his elaborate terrorist plot/social experiments to prove to the world that there is no such thing as "order."
It's Nolan's second film to make the Registry.
Bob Kane and Bill Finger’s dark, enduring creation first flew onto the screen in a 1943 B-movie serial and would return to theaters several times in treatments both camp and action-oriented. But Christopher Nolan’s evocative 2008 work reinvented the already vast Batman mythos thanks in no small part to its two intense, now legendary, lead performances: Christian Bale as the titular character and Heath Ledger, in a remarkable, Oscar-winning take on Bat super-villain “The Joker.” Set in a dark, modern-day Gotham City, “The Dark Knight” is a visual feast of memorable set pieces, screenwriting flair, and characters and situations imbued with a soul and a conscience. “Pitched at the divide between art and industry, poetry and entertainment, “The Dark Knight” goes darker and deeper than any Hollywood movie of its comic-book kind,” wrote Manohla Dargis of The New York Times. The theme of a world turned upside down by fear and dystopian chaos resonates eerily well in the pandemic havoc of 2020.
Early one Sunday morning in July, the filmmaker receives a phone call informing her that her beloved tio (uncle) Oscar Ruiz Almeida has been found dead of a gunshot wound to the head in Chihuahua, Mexico. His widow has declared his death a suicide. Most of his family, however, cry murder and point to a number of possible suspects: his business partner, his ranch-hand, the widow herself. In “The Devil Never Sleeps,” Lourdes Portillo returns to the land of her birth to find out exactly who her uncle was and to investigate the circumstances of his death. She explores "irrational" as well as "logical" explanations, searching for clues on both sides of the border and in the history of her family. Old tales of betrayal, passion, lust and supernatural visitation emerge as we follow the filmmaker deep into the life of a community in the homeland of Pancho Villa. “The Devil Never Sleeps” exposes the loves and hatreds of a Mexican family convulsed by the death of one of its members. The emotions that Portillo captures in her particular blend of traditional and experimental techniques bring out the nuances of Mexican social and family order. Poetic, tragic, humorous and mythic, this film crosses the borders of personal values, cultural mores and the discipline of filmmaking itself. It is a key film by a Latina filmmaker.
Freedom Riders (Stanley Nelson, 2010) "The American Experience" is one of those "National Treasures" that makes every buck spent on PBS worth it—that, Mr. Rogers, and Sesame Street. Forget the tote-bags. The "AE" brand guarantees a history lesson that will engage, enthrall, even enrage folks looking for an interesting story beyond the interests of Ken Burns, touching on some aspect of history only alluded to in vague memories or passing phrase with no origin. AE delves into it and the viewer is rewarded with a painstaking exercise in moving history with just the statistics and accounts providing the drama.
"Freedom Riders" (Season 23, Episode 11) starts out with footage of the proudly racist 1950's South cheerfully defending their "Racism with a smile" attitude towards "the coloreds" then explains the dangers for African-American's travelling in the deep—or not-so-deep—South. "We were blind to the reality of racism and afraid of change, I guess" says anchorman John Seigenthaler, summing it up. The Congress of Racial Equality (CORE) set up the bus-trips as test cases to challenge the Kennedy Administration to enforce their own Supreme Court ruling. With so much documentary footage being used instructionally and dramatically, it's one of the few American Experience films that doesn't use a Narrator.
During 1961, more than 400 people from across the nation, black and white, women and men, old and young, challenged state-sanctioned segregation on buses and in bus terminals in the Deep South, segregation that continued after the Supreme Court had ruled the practice to be in violation of interstate commerce laws. Some 50 years later, “Freedom Riders,” a two-hour PBS American Experience documentary made by Stanley Nelson, charted their course in considerable depth as they faced savage retaliatory attacks and forced a reluctant federal government to back their cause. The riveting story is told without narration using archival film and stills and, most engagingly, through testimonies of the Freedom Riders themselves, journalists who followed their trail, federal, state, and local officials, white southerners, and chroniclers of the movement including Raymond Arsenault, whose book inspired the documentary. The film takes viewers through many complex twists and turns of the journey with extraordinary clarity and emotional force. The courage and conviction of the Freedom Riders, ordinary Americans willing to risk bodily harm and death to combat injustice nonviolently, will inspire later generations who watch Nelson’s eloquent film. Nearly 50 full interviews conducted for the film are now available in the American Archive of Public Broadcasting at https://americanarchive.org/special_collections/freedom-riders-interviews.
Grease (Randal Kleiser, 1978) You know that a period's nostalgia has gone into myth-making when a musical is made about it. If it hangs on long enough, it gets sand-papered and shellacked to the point of fantasy. "Grease" the musical and "Grease" the film could almost be two different productions—although pains have been made to merge the two into one rather confused revival-perennial.
The 1971 musical was a good deal raunchier, with less time spent on Danny and Sandy and a story-line that involved more of the secondary characters, but this was the '70's and John Travolta was a scorching phenom' (he'd played the musical on Broadway—as another character), so the attention is on him and his oddly Australian crush (Olivia Newton-John), some songs were added, others dropped, and a title song by other '70's phenom' The Bee-Gees (but sung by Frankie Valli as a concession to being closer to the period).
The movie did keep the original's lesson, though: as summed up by Mad Magazine's parody (Issue # 205) "In order to get the guy you love, you have to be a SLUT...what a wonderful message for the youth of America."
This tuneful, loving tribute to 1950s America — perhaps more romanticized than accurate — was first staged on Broadway in 1972. A huge hit, it would run for over 3,000 performances before closing in 1980. In 1978, the production was brought to the big screen with the addition of a few fresh songs and a cast including newly-minted superstar John Travolta and pop/country chanteuse Olivia Newton-John. Energetically directed by Randal Kleiser and loaded with beloved songs like “You’re the One that I Want,” “We Go Together,” “Summer Nights,” “Hopelessly Devoted to You” and “Greased Lightin’,” “Grease” became the film of that year. It has never really left — becoming a staple for both local and high school productions, several Broadway revivals and even a live TV adaptation in 2016. “Grease” is still the word.
The Ground (Robert Beavers, 1993-2001) I haven't seen any of Beavers' work as he only shows them at exhibitions where the work that he and partner Gregory Markopoulos are screened. His re-editing of his films has been combined into the subject My Hand Outstretched to the Winged Distance and Sightless Measure.
The films of Robert Beavers are exceptional for their visual beauty, aural texture and depth of emotional expression. Beavers’ films occupy a noble place within the history of avant-garde film, positioned at the intersection of structural and lyrical filmmaking traditions. They seem to embody the ideals of the Renaissance in their fascination with perception, psychology, literature, the natural world, architectural space, musical phrasing and aesthetic beauty. “The Ground” uses seemingly simple components — the sunbaked landscape of a Greek island, the blue waters of the Aegean Sea and images of a man chiseling stone — to conjure the fundamental experience of holding something close to one’s heart.
The Hurt Locker (Katheryn Bigelow, 2008) Bigelow's first film about the Iraq War would be mistaken for an action film when it slots more neatly into the psychological genre. Starring Jeremy Renner, Anthony Mackie and Brian Geraghty, the film looks at an Army EOD unit, tasked with disarming bombs, mines and traps under combat conditions and the psychological toll it takes on those who snip the wires Costing $15 million dollars, it has the look of a much more expensive production, utilizing a wide variety of film formats and qualities, and edited into a miasma of almost impressionistic sequences. Vets criticized the details and some of the personalities traits of its characters, but for many it brought a (safely distanced) tension that communicated conditions and issues in this particular war. Up until the time of writing, it is still the only film that won the Best Direction Oscar, where that person was female.
That great Hollywood staple, the “war movie,” got a major reinvention in director Kathryn Bigelow’s 2008 riveting and uncompromising look at contemporary warfare. Following the work of a Baghdad-based explosive ordnance disposal team, “The Hurt Locker” strips away sentiment — and politics — to focus its camera on the rampant, second-by-second dangers and ethical dilemmas of modern-day soldiers. Jeremy Renner leads the skillful cast as a detonation expert for whom war seems a little too “normal.” Along with winning that year’s Best Picture Oscar, Bigelow was named as “Best Director” by the Academy, the first woman to receive that honor.
Illusions (Julie Dash, 1982) "To direct an attack on Hollywood would indeed be to confuse portrayal with action...the image with reality. In the beginning was not the shadow but the act. And the province of Hollywood is not action, but illusion." That's one hell of an opening statement for your thesis film, as this was for Dash at UCLA. But to tie Plato with movie myth-making and expand on it in terms of subject matter but also technique is something of a masterstroke.
To then build on it with the story of power and authority, whether real or imagined, in terms of studio politics, race and sex—plus a couple musical numbers—and you have a very full movie—and Illusions is only 36 minutes in length. I hope she got a 4.0 for this because it may be the most densely ambitious student film I've ever seen. Some of the performances are a bit amateurish, but not Lonette McKee's turn as a woman studio executive asserting her authority in a man's world, while also passing as white.
This is Dash's second film to make it to the Registry.
Born in New York City, Julie Dash is a filmmaker, music video and commercial director, author and website creator. Her film studies began in Harlem in 1969 but eventually led her to the American Film Institute and UCLA, where she made “The Diary of an African Nun” (1977), based on a short story by Alice Walker, which won a student award from the Directors Guild of America. Dash’s critically acclaimed short film “Illusions” (1982) later won the Jury Prize for Best Film of the Decade awarded by the Black Filmmakers Foundation. Created for her MFA thesis at UCLA, “Illusions, is set in World War II-era Hollywood and explores the nature of Hollywood racial politics, fantasy and the illusion of racial identity.
The Joy Luck Club (Wayne Wang, 1993) One of those movies you wonder at the miracle it took to pull off. Done for Oliver Stone's production company, the great good sense was had by hiring Wang to direct and Tan (with Ronald Bass on a polish) to script. The story follows four pairs of women (Kieu Chinh and Ming-Na Wen, Tsai Chin and Tamlyn Tomita, France Nuyen and Lauren Tom, Lisa Lu and Rosalind Chao), mothers from China and daughters born in America, their relationships and troubles and how both affect the other. One of the "Joy Luck Club" has died and the daughter is invited to the weekly Mahjong game. She is also tasked with a mission—her mother's children left in China need to be told that their mother is dead...when they didn't even know that she was still alive. They've bought her a plane ticket. Awkward. There manages to be just enough sinew on the stories to make all of them compelling, but the movie does do one thing that a movie should do—it makes you want to read the book. And The Joy Luck Club has one of those lines that make the movie instantly recognizable, and it's one of the most gut-wrenching: "I see you."
Director Wayne Wang's adaptation of Amy Tan's novel tells a story of relationships between Chinese-American women and their Chinese immigrant mothers. The four mothers meet weekly to play Mahjong, tell stories and reminisce. The richly layered plot features key themes including the often complicated relationships between mothers and daughters, assimilation into a far different culture, wistfulness for aspects of former lifestyles, the intersections between past and present, and the strong bond of family ties between two generations who grew up in vastly different circumstances. Wang’s film “Chan Is Missing” was selected to the National Film Registry in 1995.
Kid Auto Races at Venice (aka The Pest)(Henry Lehrman, 1914) There is no other reason for this film—a semi-documentary and maybe the first "mockumentary" at that—to be considered for consideration of being made part of the National Film Registry other for the conceit of the filming being continually interrupted and not even for that—it's who interrupts: this film features the first released appearance of "The Little Tramp" and it's creator and muse, Charlie Chaplin—Chaplin had already filmed a bit two days earlier for Mabel's Strange Predicament—who perpetually breaks the illusion of filming, and interrupts the proceedings of "The Junior Vanderbilt Cup," a soap-box derby race to comic effect.
A milestone in film history, “Kid Auto Races at Venice” features the debut of Charlie Chaplin’s little tramp character as he continually disrupts a cameraman trying to film a soapbox derby car race. A contemporary review in The Cinema noted, "Kid Auto Races struck us as about the funniest film we have ever seen. When we subsequently saw Chaplin in more ambitious efforts, our opinion that the Keystone Company had made the capture of their career was strengthened. Chaplin is a born screen comedian; he does things we have never seen done on the screen before.”
Lilies of the Field (Ralph Nelson, 1963) A-a-amen. Sing it over. It has been decades since I've seen Lillies and what seemed "forward" when it first was released and seen perpetually on television now seems like a safer version of Driving Miss Daisy (that is, if "Miss Daisy" is a clutch of refugee nuns who, at the base of it, are dead-beat hirers. Homer Smith (Sidney Poitier) is an itinerant carpenter/architect who needs water for his station wagon while driving through the Arizona desert. He is persuaded to build a fence. Rather than be paid, he is persuaded he'll get more if he patches their roof. It soon becomes apparent to Homer, after an offered meal, that the nuns are living off the land and can't pay him. Still, he is told that he has been sent by God to build a chapel for the community church. Poitier has the basic fire in the eyes to let you know that it's pride, not empathy or naivete that spurs him to take on the job, and, in the middle of the Civil Right Movement, audiences ended up on his side of the argument for who's the most competent...and the most Christian (even though he's a Baptist). Poitier ended up winning the Best Actor Oscar for his resolute performance. Early score by Jerry Goldsmith.
From 1950 to 1980, Sidney Poitier ranked among the top American film stars (“No Way Out,” “Blackboard Jungle,” “Edge of the City,” “The Defiant Ones,” “Raisin in the Sun,” “Paris Blues,” “In the Heat of the Night,” “Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner”). In “Lilies,” Poitier has another of his classic roles where he plays an itinerant worker who helps refugee East European nuns build a chapel in Arizona. The nuns cannot pay him for the work and implore him to do so by citing various Biblical verses (Sermon on the Mount). Poitier, for his part, is moved by their plight but also wants to demonstrate his skills as an architect and builder. The film serves as a parable highlighting mutual respect via common purpose, the austere Arizona desert landscape, the impoverished nuns, and a man they believe God sent to help them. For his portrayal, Poitier became the first African American to win the Oscar for best actor.
Losing Ground (Kathleen Collins, 1982) One of the goals of the National Registry is restoration and preservation. Losing Ground is a prime example of a film that could easily have been lost...like so much of the early silent films. But, this one was made in 1982! Written and directed by Collins—who was a "Freedom Rider" if you want some intertextual connection—and made with funding from multiple sources, the film had few screenings. And then Collins died five years later at the age of 46! A stray phone call to Collins' daughter from the processing lab saying that they had a print allowed Nina Lorez Collins to retrieve the film, restore it to its original vibrancy (which, given Collins appreciative use of color, it deserves), and get it back out there, where it has been gaining renown.
One of the first feature films directed by an African American woman, Kathleen Collins’ “Losing Ground” tells the story of a marriage between two remarkable people, both at a crossroads in their lives. “Losing Ground” centers on the experiences of Sara (Seret Scott), an African American philosophy professor whose artist husband Victor (Bill Gunn) rents a country house for a month to celebrate a recent museum sale. The couple’s summer idyll becomes complicated as Sara struggles to research the philosophical and religious meaning of ecstatic experience...and to discover it for herself.
The Man With the Golden Arm (Otto Preminger, 1955) "Here we go," says Frankie "The Machine" (Frank Sinatra) as he decides to go through heroin withdrawal. "The down and dirty." Nelson Algren's 1949 novel about heroin addiction has been Hollywood-buffed a bit, but it still retains the bubble of hopeless grifters he portrayed and the spiral of despair that sucker-punches all chances at a better life. Frankie gets out of doing time in prison and is only to proud to declare himself "clean" and to start a new career as a drummer. But, old habits die hard. He has a clinging wife (Elanor Parker, who's great) who dupes him into believing she's paralyzed from an accident he caused. He's being pressured to return to dealing a back-alley poker game for some sheisters and his old dealer (Darren McGavin, who's snakily excellent) hangs on him...well, like a monkey on his back. Kim Novak plays the girl down the hall working at strip-clubs to make things work while encouraging drunks to fall in love with her. All backed by Elmer Bernstein's growling, prowling jazz score. There's just enough veneer to the sleaze to make it feel like fantasy-land, but Sinatra's good and his withdrawal scenes are effective.
It's Preminger's fifth film in the National Registry.
The subject of drug addiction has been addressed in Hollywood films many times before, dating all the way back to the silent era (Kevin Brownlow’s seminal “Behind the Mask of Innocence” chronicles these amazing early productions). But few dared to be as honest, blunt or graphic as this Otto Preminger treatment, which featured Frank Sinatra and Kim Novak. Sinatra stars as the heroin-addicted hero who, having gotten clean while in prison, now struggles to remain “straight” after release. Oscar-nominated for his work in the film, Sinatra is a raw nerve in his unvarnished portrayal of a “junkie,” most memorably in his brutal withdrawal scenes. Along with its still topical subject and powerful storytelling, the film is further enhanced by its eye-popping Saul Bass opening credits sequence and Elmer Bernstein’s remarkable jazz score. Critic Dave Kehr has noted that “Otto Preminger's 1955 adaptation of Nelson Algren's novel is something of a crossroads movie, suspended between the swirling expressionism of Preminger's early career and the balanced realism that would later become his forte.” The film was preserved by the Academy Film Archive in 2005 with funding from the Film Foundation and the Hollywood Foreign Press Association.
Mauna Kea: Temple Under Siege (Puhipau, Joan Lander,2006) The documentary is below for your perusal. But a little story: In 1992, David Jewitt and Janet Luu of MIT used the Mauna Kea system to definitively locate objects that were suspected outside the orbital path of Pluto in our solar system. Their studies, conducted over five years, eventually led to the discovery of over 2000 objects, solidifying what had been only hypothesized as "the Kuiper Belt"—a vast field of planetary "embryo's" surrounding our solar system. Our knowledge of out planetary neighborhood became reality with this controversial array. One of those planetoid's is named "Haumea" the matron goddess of Hawai'i. Another was first named "Ultima Thule" and has since been given the name "Arrokoth" an Algonquin name. This planetoid became the first of its type to have been photographed by the New Horizons spacecraft on January 1, 2019, the furthest-most encounter by an Earth craft (picture below the documentary)—it wasn't known to exist at the time the craft was built.
One could start a debate about the importance of the preservation of Earth's culture vs. the expanded knowledge of the Cosmos, although one might consider that the aims of both—to understand our world and our place in it—are joined in spirit. One should also consider the perspective that in 5 billion years once our Mother Sun has become a red giant, it will have no consideration for Earth's sacred places and obliterate them, while "Haumea" named to honor the sacred place that discovered it will continue on its journey circling it...whether there are humans to remember that story, or no.
Produced and directed by Puhipau and Joan Lander of Nā Maka o ka ʻĀina, this documentary about the dormant volcano on the Big Island of Hawai’i examines the development vs. ecological preservation battle between scientists who use the mountain summit as an astronomical observatory and Hawaiians who want the mountain preserved as a cultural landscape sacred to the Hawaiian people.
Outrage (Ida Lupino, 1950) Lupino's second film to make the Registry (after The Hitch-Hiker) is a noir-tinged story of an all-American girl (Mala Powers) who is viciously raped by a stalker at her work. Why "noir?" It's subsequent world-view. Even as the rape is happening off-screen, a window is closed in the foreground in apathy. Subsequently, we're in Ann Marlowe's mind, seeing every passer-by as a potential threat, every look a taunt or judgment, every friendly gesture an accusation. And it's relentless. One begins to see why Lupino films Ann constantly behind fences—she's in a trap, whether in her own mind being a victim, or to submit to the role she's supposed to adhere to, that of wife and mother. "No one can turn their backs on what they're meant to do." says one of the few knowingly sympathetic people in the film—a minister played by Tod Andrews. But that's just another fence, another barrier, another trap. One gets the sense from her framing that Lupino would rather have her free, without restrictions.
For a few years beginning in the late 1940s, Ida Lupino, Hollywood’s only woman director of the period, made a series of distinctive films that spoke to the public’s desire, she stated, “to see something that fits in with their own concepts of the way people actually live in the world and the problems they must meet and overcome.” In “Outrage,” an unblinking examination of the traumatic effects of rape on a vulnerable young woman, Lupino, an actress of consummate grace and power, masterfully employed sound and silence, light and shadow, depth of field and cutting, camera movement and careful framing to cinematically capture the psychological impact of her character’s shattered world. Inspired by a question that Italian neo-realist director Roberto Rossellini posed to her at a party – “When are you going to make pictures about ordinary people, in ordinary situations” – Lupino, along with her husband Collier Young, associate producer Malvin Wald, and cinematographer Archie Stout created a series of low-budget impactful films with newfound talent, like Mala Powers, star of “Outrage.” Lupino’s films, Martin Scorsese has observed, “addressed the wounded soul and traced the slow, painful process of women trying to wrestle with despair and reclaim their lives.”
Shrek (Adam Abramson, Vicky Jenson, 2001) The latter-day Disney films satirize themselves with a kid-glove; Shrek (from Dreamworks) bitch-slaps them for all of its 90 minutes. But, Shrek does that for most of the fairy-tale myths in its neighborhood/time-period. There's very little of the original book ("Shrek!") by William Steig left in the adaptation, which, in itself, is a satire of mythology, but, it became a wholesale assault on folklore tropes, whether Grimm or not, going for laughs and upturning them on their happy endings. For example, Duloc's Lord Fahrquad torturing "The Gingerbread Man" by breaking off his legs and crushing them? "But, you can't run anymore, can you, Gingerbread Man?" he gloats. "EAT me!" says GM and spits icing in his face. It's sick and twisted but (oddly) nails the jokes. And Shrek's visit to Duloc takes so many pot-shots at Disney Theme Parks that you almost feel sorry for them and their interminable lines. It's Mike Meyer's best film performance and among Eddie Murphy's best (and that's saying something).
Even by DreamWorks standards, the charm and magic of “Shrek” seemed extraordinary upon its initial release almost 20 years ago — and its power has yet to diminish in the intervening years. With this story of a green-skinned, solitude-loving ogre, Shrek, who embarks on a noble quest, alongside his new friend, a lovable donkey, the film manages to be both a send-up of fairy tale tropes and an affectionate tribute to them. Entertaining and emotionally impactful at levels to be appreciated by both children and their adults, “Shrek” was a mega-hit upon its release and has been followed by three equally enchanting sequels, a TV holiday special and a Broadway adaption. Mike Myers, Eddie Murphy and Cameron Diaz lead the strong voice cast.
Suspense (Lois Weber, Phillips Smalley, 1913) Still a novelty, film had yet to develop a language of its own and to work out the rules of engagement for audiences to be able to follow and understand what was happening on the screen. Baby steps.
During the 1910s, women directors played a prominent role in the development of film as an art form. Chief among them was Lois Weber who was recognized alongside directors such as D.W. Griffith and Cecil B. DeMille. Weber’s films often touched on controversial social issues such as poverty and contraception. In a 1913 Photoplay interview, Weber spoke of her desire to create films “that will have an influence for good on the public mind.” In this 1913 short, “A wife and her baby are alone in an isolated house when a tramp breaks in. As the wife tries to keep the invader at bay, her husband happens to telephone and learn what’s happening. He scrambles to return home. He steals an idle car, and its owner, accompanied by police, race after him. We cut rapidly between the besieged mother and the husband’s frantic drive, as he is in turn pursued. Just as the tramp is about to attack the wife, the husband bursts in, followed by the police. The family is saved. This is the plot of “Suspense,” co-directed by Lois Weber and Phillips Smalley. If the plot sounds familiar, it’s probably because you know that one of D.W. Griffith’s most famous films, “The Lonely Villa” (1909) tells the same basic tale. So Weber and Smalley are reviving an old idea. Their task is to make it fresh. How they do so has been studied in depth by Charlie Keil in his book “Early American Cinema in Transition: Story, Style, and Filmmaking, 1907-1913,” wrote film historian David Bordwell.
Sweet Sweetback’s Baadasssss Song (Melvin Van Peebles, 1971) Where a lot of the 1970's "blaxploitation films" were milked down by their uncomfortable white-run studio's, Van Peebles' fiery film makes no concessions and no apologies. Everything else that came after it was a pale imitation. Rated X ("by an all-white jury" groused the posters) and worth every inch of it, Sweetback pushed boundaries and buttons, while also trying to be its own filmic "thing" experimenting with split-screens and razor taut editing. I have yet to see the whole thing—I can't find it anywhere! But, the snippets I've seen tries to do far more than the recent spate of "youth" movies as far as making its own filmic statement.
With “Sweet Sweetback,” director Melvin Van Peebles touched off a wave of imitative Black features, few of which matched his startling originality and fierce attacks. The story of a male “performer” at a ghetto bordello and his run from the law, the film shrewdly mixes commercial ingredients and ideological intent. “It would be difficult to underestimate Melvin Van Peebles's achievement in producing, directing, writing, scoring and starring in this film, not to mention financing it with the salary he had earned while directing “Watermelon Man” (1970). Not since Oscar Micheaux had an African American filmmaker taken such complete control of the creative process, turning out a work so deeply connected to his own personal and cultural reality that he was not surprised when the white critical establishment professed bewilderment upon its release in 1971. Filled with enough sex, rage and violence to earn it an X rating, the success of “Sweet Sweetback's Baadasssss Song” depends less on its story of a superstud running from the police than it does on its disinterest in referencing white culture and its radically new understanding of how style and substance inform each other,” wrote Steven Higgins in “Still Moving: The Film and Media Collections of the Museum of Modern Art.” MoMA has preserved the film from its original camera negative.
Wattstax (Mel Stuart, 1973) A co-production of Stax Records and David Wolper Productions, and directed by documentary filmmaker (and director of Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory) Mel Stuart, the ambitions of Wattstax are more than just filming a concert. One performance is recreated in another venue. Extended sequences feature speeches with crowd response. One hilarious scene shows the crowd control powers of Rufus Thomas. Life-on-the-street interviews are interspersed with actors (isn't that "Isaac" from "The Love Boat?") primed on certain topics and a post-concert bar-performance from Richard Pryor bridge the music. People who saw this in theaters probably didn't see Isaac Hayes perform his numbers from Shaft—M-G-M claimed their music-rights—but if you see it now, they're there.
This is Stuart's second film to make it to the National Registry.
Often called the “Black Woodstock,” this documentary from Memphis’ Stax Records stands as far more than simply a great concert film. “Wattstax” chronicles the renowned 1972 LA Memorial Coliseum concert and celebrates the Los Angeles’ black community’s rebirth after the tragedy of the Watts riots a few years earlier. Richard Pryor’s knowing monologues frame and serve as a Shakespearean musing on race relations and Black American life, alongside the incisive comments from people on the Watts streets. “Wattstax” also features dazzling music highlights from artists such as Isaac Hayes and the Staple Singers, capped by Rufus Thomas dancing the Funky Chicken in hot pants.
With Car and Camera Around the World (Walter Wanderwell, Aloha Wanderwell Baker, 1929) Travelogues are films, too, man. Heck the NFR has inducted home movies!
Filmed from 1922 to 1929, “With Car and Camera Around the World” (1929) documented the expeditions of Walter Wanderwell and Aloha Wanderwell Baker, the first woman to travel around the world by car. The couple, along with a crew of volunteers, crisscrossed dozens of countries in a caravan of Ford Model Ts, filming people, cultures and historical landmarks on 35mm film. Learning the filmmaking craft along the way, Aloha served as camera assistant, cinematographer, editor, actress, screenwriter, interpreter, driver, negotiator, and, at times, director. The Academy has preserved both edited and unedited shots from “With Car and Camera Around the World” in addition to a few sequences and outtakes from other films, including “The Last of the Bororos” (1931), “The River of Death” (1934) and “To See the World by Car” (1937). More information is available at: https://www.oscars.org/film-archive/collections/aloha-wanderwell-film-collection.
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