International House

There was much rocking this week.

Saturday night was Andrew W.K. in Jersey, at this weird sprawling complex filled with teenagers called The Birch Hill Concert Hall. Not quite as much fun as the last A.W.K. show since it was so packed and I couldn’t be bothered to wade through the masses to get on the stage. Still a good time, though.

Sunday night was Technician and Dysrhythmia at the Pontiac, and I’m really glad… See more →

Friday night was a packed screening of Stan Brakhage’s The Text of Light at the International House with a live improvised score by William Hooker, Christian Marclay, Lee Ranaldo and Alan Licht. It was very cool, but the hypnotic, non-objective nature of the 80-minute film somehow heightened my awareness of just how horribly uncomfortable the seats in that place are.

Czech surrealist Jan Švankmajer’s fantastic Conspirators of Pleasure screened tonight at the International House. This is the first Švankmajer feature I’ve seen (though I’ve seen plenty of his shorts) and I’m pleased to report that it was well worth another 85 minutes in the theater’s notoriously uncomfortable seats. The International House’s Post-Communism Film Series (which this film was a part of) continues through the weekend and I nearly shit myself when I noticed they’ll be… See more →