|dont look back
i still cant believe i was hanging out with richard leacock once upon a time and i had no idea who he was. just seemed like an old self possessed documentary filmmaker who happened to be dating my girlfriends cousin. he was making a film about his love of eating eggs at the time for french tv. what the fuck was i supposed to think, that he was in part responsible for some of the most reknown documenaries in history?
then again maybe i was better off not knowing. i might have professed my appreciation for scalawags.
“I happen not to like the things that everybody else loves about it,” he says. While he shot some of the footage of Hendrix setting fire to his Stratocaster, Leacock found it “disgusting,” he said. “I don’t appreciate that kind of bullshit.” And he didn’t care much for Janis Joplin, either. “She was always just full of drugs and alcohol. I remember her coming to look at the film afterwards at our place in New York. She was lying there stone drunk, sucking on a bottle of Southern Comfort.”
more on primary (1960)
I see you got that link on the Hot docs festival we have in Toronto. Sally & I are on a trivia team called the Docudrama Queens with a bunch of people who work for the festival.
oh you canadians are so self obsessed. this is about ME and my delusions of adequacy.
(shameless was quite good, btw. watched all five seasons then i moved on to spaced.)
Sometimes I use caps as defensive weapons.
i downloaded the royle family but hasnt done much for me yet. might be too british. still gonna try and give it another go which i think is quite big of me. will check out peep show if i can find it.