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It’s been a few weeks, but I’ve moved roommates in and out of die Kommune, written my paper and generally run out of excuses. So it’s time for Indie Canadian Movie Night!
http://sargeantstudios.net/?cat=10 The time will be 7PM – 10PMish, Thursday June 15th. The place, the LCI lounge.
I don’t think I’ve ever shown any Canadian films at my movie nights. Time to fix that. I’m tempted to show some classic Old School David Cronenberg, like Scanners (greatest exploding-head scene in the history of cinema). But maybe I’ll save that. This week I feel like down-home indie Canadian cult road movies directed by Bruce Macdonald.
First, ROADKILL, a low-budget, black-and-white film about a woman (Valerie Buhagiar) learning to drive, a serial killer (Don McKellar), a confused film crew, Joey Ramone, and tons of circa-1989 grungy Canadian indie music. It’s cool and gritty and funy, and it reminds me a bit of Clerks (which came 5 years later). It’s not a movie with what you’d call “production values”, but it has something better. Heart. Yeah, that’s right: I said heart.
Roadkill is only 70 minutes long, so I wanna couple that with Bruce Macdonald’s much slicker 90-minute HARD CORE LOGO, a Spinal-Tap-like mockumentary about a punk band on a tour of western Canada. Well, not quite Spinal-Tap-like. It’s a <i>lot</i> darker, for one. Seriously. Very dark indeed. But it’s still pretty cool. And it’s the only movie I know of that has a scene set in Regina, Saskatchewan, where I grew up.
There’s two ways to look at it: Billy wants the models and limousines, while I’m happy with hookers and taxicabs.
– Joe Dick