tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5190627334056603500.post1128217944899566033..comments2023-10-19T05:36:56.844-07:00Comments on "Let's Not Talk About Movies": Planet TerrorUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5190627334056603500.post-13193045328440124732008-03-21T17:37:00.000-07:002008-03-21T17:37:00.000-07:00Yeah. That's what I'm saying. It's not even a ca...Yeah. That's what I'm saying. It's not even a case of "Mom's Apple-Pie Syndrome" where you have an affinity for the garbage of your youth--we all have that to a degree. It's in trying to regurgitate it in a way that highlights the bad in favor of the good--in other words, the viewers/re-creators don't even have a clue of how they can recreate the experience for a new audience and make it appreciated anew.<BR/><BR/>Shall we go to an extreme example and say "Star Wars?" Lucas on his meager budget was able to communicate the joy and the verve of the old "Buck Rogers" serials he so admired as a kid. Robert Rodriguez wants to show us how exploitive and unprofessional B-movies can be. But he's not showing his talent by doing so, he's showing how he can recreate garbage. And on a big budget, too.<BR/>Quite the challenge he set up for himself.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08886996651468206521noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5190627334056603500.post-38234575523971351352008-03-21T17:11:00.000-07:002008-03-21T17:11:00.000-07:00I think the impulse that drives the creation of th...I think the impulse that drives the creation of the kind of dreck you have described is <A HREF="http://www.yourdictionary.com/nostalgie-de-la-boue" REL="nofollow">nostalgie de la boue.</A><BR/><BR/>If I may threadjack, here is David Lasky on the same problem in comics:<BR/><BR/><I>The most frustrating effect of the art/pop divide in comics, though, is nostalgie de la boue. A lot of the best cartoonists of the moment have picked up their visual vocabulary from the crap and hackwork of the past, and they're fondly and unhealthily attached to it in a sentimental, self-loathing way, as a curdled by-product of the attachment they felt to it as children. You can find this fascination with the feeble, uninspired comics of the artists' youth in Chris Ware's "Rusty Brown," in Dan Clowes's "Ice Haven" and "Like a Velvet Glove Cast in Iron," in Ivan Brunetti's "Misery Loves Comedy," and in a lot of other art comics, and it's an utter drag. Robert Crumb is a particular offender: most of his early work riffed on the toothless pop culture of his youth, and his drawing and sense of humor still haven't entirely let go of fifty-year-old issues of "MAD."</I><BR/><BR/>(From <I>Reading Comics</I>)<BR/><BR/>I think that what you and Lasky both point out is that it's okay to like this stuff, and that it's okay to find value in this stuff, but that at some point you need to reach a little higher. And if you can't, or won't, there's something wrong.<BR/><BR/>Nice piece.Walakahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01320268370872417847noreply@blogger.com