Showing posts with label Neil Young. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Neil Young. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 02, 2016

A Weird, Wild Neil Young Double Feature: HUMAN HIGHWAY & RUST NEVER SLEEPS


After spending over three hours on Sunday night watching the Oscars on the big screen at the Rialto Theater in Raleigh, I spent the next night watching over three hours of Neil Young at Crossroads 20 in Cary. The program, presented by Fathom Events (and AARP fittingly enough), was dubbed “An Evening With Neil Young” and it was a one-night-only theatrical release of two rare, newly remastered movies by the Canadian rocker, both directed under his pseudonym “Bernard Shakey”: HUMAN HIGHWAY (1982), and RUST NEVER SLEEPS (1978).

I was most anxious to see HUMAN HIGHWAY, having heard a lot about it over the years. It has quite a reputation as being known as that weird movie Young made with Devo, Dean Stockwell, Sally Kirkland, and Dennis Hopper about the end of the world that never got a proper release. It had a release on VHS in the ‘90s, and Young boasts about a laserdisc version coming out in the ‘80s in his book “Waging Heavy Peace,” but it’s been a pretty hard to find curio otherwise. 


Right off the bat, HUMAN HIGHWAY is weirder than I came close to imagining. Young stars as Lionel Switch, a dorky mechanic at a gas station/diner in the fictional Linear Valley, which, with its purposely fake looking scenery, is depicted like a full-size recreation of a model train set. Stockwell, who co-directed and co-wrote with Young, plays Young Otto, the new owner of the crickety, run down establishment, who’s taking over after the death of his father, Old Otto, whose old timey picture on the wall keeps getting creepy close-ups.

A very hammy Russ Tamblyn plays Lionel’s pal, Fred Kelly, who’s vying for a job at the joint, Dennis Hopper is the short order cook, and Kirkland, Charlotte Stewart, and Geraldine Baron play a trio of waitresses also adding to the ALICE DOESN’T LIVE HERE ANYMORE/COME BACK TO THE FIVE AND DIME, JIMMY DEAN, JIMMY DEAN vibe.


With its nuclear glow sight gags, and its spare surreal settings, there's also a REPO MAN meets ONE FROM THE HEART thing going on too.

The seminal Ohio art rock band Devo – Mark Mothersbaugh, Gerald Casale, Bob Casale, Bob Mothersbaugh, and Alan Myers - appear as nuclear waste disposal workers, who we meet in this scene, which I’ve been long familiar with as it also appears on their video compilation “Devo: The Complete Truth About De-Evolution,” in which they mime to a tongue-in-cheek version of the Kingston Trio's “It Takes a Worried Man”:


Actually, this appears differently in the film, which has Young cutting back every so often to Devo in the truck, who are seemingly driving around the whole day with barrels of nuclear waste. Maybe it wasn’t just a joke one of them made earlier that they need to get to fortifying the water supply.

There really isn’t much of a plot, just a string of scenes centering around a talent show coming up that Stewart, as the waitresses that Lionel has a crush on, is performing in, and the arrival in a limo of Frankie Fontaine, a rock star that Lionel worships...maybe because he’s also played by Young.


Young’s Lionel, who exhibits every goofy facial expression that the actor/director can muster, gets hit on the head and has a crazy dream about being a big rock star himself.

This crazy, hazy sequence, which includes a bonfire of cigar store Indians, features Young’s “Goin’ Back” from his 1978 album Comes a Time, and the film’s centerpiece: a jam with Devo on “Hey Hey, My My (Into the Black)” sung by the band’s mascot character Booji Boy (playing a MOOG synthesizer in a baby crib, mind you), portrayed in a creepy mask by Devo front man Mark Mothersbaugh. It must be seen to be believed:


One Youtube commenter said that this clip is “like sticking your head in a blender from another dimension.”

The largely improvised HUMAN HIGHWAY is a wonderfully strange experience that made me laugh with giddiness a lot throughout. It’s a gloriously campy ride that reminded me of that last wacko episode of the ‘60s show The Prisoner in the “what the f*** am I watching?” department, especially in a concluding zany dance number that has the whole cast dancing with with helmets and radioactive-waste shovels preparing to ascend a staircase to heaven (that's right).

The highlight is absolutely the “Hey Hey, My My” jam with Devo, and it’s a moment that foreshadows Young’s later being dubbed the Godfather of Grunge for his tours with Sonic Youth and Social Distortion; his collaboration with Pearl Jam, and his forays into feedbacky distortion like his seriously odd early '90s live album Arc, which was made up of a collage of noisy song fragments *.

In the performance with Devo in HH, Booji Boy changes one of Young’s lyrics from “it’s better to burn out than to fade away” to “it’s better to burn out than to rust” (he also changes Johnny Rotten to Johnny Spud). This hugely influenced Young as he explained in bio: “One of the Devo members later told me that there was a sign on a shop in Akron, Ohio, where Devo originated, that read RUST NEVER SLEEPS. It was a maintenance and rust prevention service.”

Young kept the rust change in the song, and named his next album and the resulting concert film of the tour supporting the record, RUST NEVER SLEEPS. The concert movie made up the second half of the double feature but between the films was a Q & A broadcast live from the Regal movie theater in Los Angeles featuring Young, Tamblyn, Stewart, and Devo’s Gerald Casale moderated by Cameron Crowe. 

Crowe revealed that he visited the set of HUMAN HIGHWAY back in his teenage reporter heyday that was celebrated in his autobiographical 2000 film ALMOST FAMOUS. It was a brief, but lively conversation about the making of the film with Young appearing very amused that it was getting this attention. It was funny to hear Casale recall that he and the others in Devo expected Young to be the grandfather of granola, but when they met him they realized how wrong their preconceptions were.

Following that was RUST NEVER SLEEPS, which I’d seen before (even own the out-of-print DVD), but had never seen on the big screen. It’s a great concert film that captures Young at one of his many peaks, but sadly this particular digital presentation of it looked horrible. Originally shot in 16mm , the film’s image is washed out, and overly grainy and extremely blurry in patches. Despite this, it’s still an enjoyable watch of Young and his band Crazy Horse’s October 22, 1978 performance at the Cow Palace in San Francisco. 


The stage consisted of gigantic amps and microphones, and the roadies on the tour were dressed like the Jawas from STAR WARS (the huge sci-fi hit had been released the previous year). It’s fun to watch the roadies with their cloaks and lights for eyes scurrying around throughout - a roadie wearing a yellow Devo radiation suit can also be seen - but the real attraction is Young’s often definitive renditions of some of his best songs including “Thrasher,” “After the God Rush,” “Powderfinger,” and “Cinnamon Girl.” 



I was highly reminded of the first time I saw Young live, on the Ragged Glory tour in '91 at the Dean Dome in Chapel Hill, N.C., as he reused the oversized amps and mikes, and a lot of the same setlist (I saw him only one other time, at Walnut Creek Amphitheater in Raleigh in 2000). 

Both HUMAN HIGHWAY and RUST NEVER SLEEPS are both due to be re-released on DVD on April 22nd via Reprise, Young’s long-time label. I'm not sure if I'll actually purchase HUMAN HIGHWAY for my collection (I'm a NY fan, but not hardcore), but I am happy after all these years to finally see it. 


* While writing this piece I found a clip on Youtube of somebody putting a CD of the album Arc into the microwave. Now, that's an incredibly odd, yet perhaps apt, reaction to an incredibly odd album.


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Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Film Babble Blog's 10 Definitive Rockumentaries


Peter Bogdonavich's new four hour Tom Petty documentary RUNNING DOWN A DREAM inspired me to make a list of 10 essential and definitive rockumentaries. So here goes:

1. A tie - DON’T LOOK BACK (Dir. D.A. Pennebaker, 1967)NO DIRECTION HOME: BOB DYLAN (Dir. Martin Scorsese, 2005)


Despite the fact that I hate ties this shouldn't surprise anyone, I mean have you met me? D.A. Pennebaker's document of Bob's 1965 British tour coupled with Marty's wider scoped portrait of Dylan's rise to fame are equally essential so I could not separate them. 

The Bob shown in these docs, with the wild hair, sunglasses and mod clothing is the same Bob that Cate Blanchett portrayed in I'M NOT THERE - the one most caged in his persona and held to the highest levels of scrutiny. Incredible concert footage flows through both films and hits its pinnacle in May 1966 when Bob faces a hostile crowd and a historic heckler - "Judas!" is shouted from the darkness one night in Manchester. "I don't believe you - you're a liar!" 

Dylan sneers before launching into a mindblowingly rawking "Like A Rolling Stone". Scorsese and Pennebaker both capture lightning in a bottle and leave us with glorious glimpses of the greatest songwriter ever in his prime serenading the world even when most of the world wasn't quite ready for his weary tune.

2. I AM TRYING TO BREAK YOUR HEART
(Dir. Sam Jones, 2002)


Not a career overview but a capsule of one particular plagued period when a great band - Wilco - made an incredible record (Yankee Hotel Foxtrot) and it was rejected by their record company. Chicago critic, and co-host of the great NPR show Sound Opinions Greg Kot puts it best: "It's not a VH1 "Behind The Music" story. It's a not a drugs-groupies-celebrity kind of story at all. This band's story is the music. 20 years from now their probably going to get more of their due than now." 

Well let's get them their due right now because this a compelling black and white film full of great music both in the studio and on stage. Key scene: leader Jeff Tweedy and guitarist Jay Bennett have a tense awkward argument over a crucial edit while mixing the album that shows how far they have drifted apart as collaborators. Indeed Bennett was asked to leave the band while the film was being made. The band grows stronger and gets a label and has a hit album which gives this rockumentary a happy ending and a nice second placing on this list. 

3. THE KIDS ARE ALRIGHT
(Dir. Jeff Stein, 1979)


Sure there's that new more extensive, and correctly chronological AMAZING JOURNEY: THE STORY OF THE WHO but this hodgepodge of Who with its odds 'n ends, warts 'n all, kitchen sink approach is much more exciting. In the first five minutes explosives go off in Keith Moon's drumkit from a performance on the Smothers Brothers Comedy Show then we zigzag around to such '60s shows as Shindig and Beatlcub, seminal gigs like WOODSTOCK and the Monterey International Pop Festival and then conclude with specially shot for the film footage from Shepperton Film Studios mere months before Moon's death in '78. 

We don't get narration or anything in the way of historical context - none of the bits are titled and nobody is identified and it is all out of order - but the collage effect satisfies and everything gels together like one of best movie mix-tapes ever.

Key scene: The Who blow the Stones off the stage on their own TV special (The Rolling Stones Rock and Roll Circus) with a ferocious version of "A Quick One, While He's Away."

(Dirs. Albert Maysles, David Maysles & Charlotte Zwerin, 1970)


The '60s dream died here, or so the tale goes - just ask Don McLean. That fatal night at Altamont Speedway where Hells Angels acted as security for a free Rolling Stones gig made what could have been just an assembly line concert film (see LET'S SPEND THE NIGHT TOGETHER for that) into a piece of true crime documentation that could play on MSNBC as well as VH1 Classic. The Stones had shed psychedelia and were getting back to their roots so in 1969, touring with Ike and Tina Turner and we get a good sampling of a Madison Square Garden concert (also featured on the album "Get Your Ya-Yas Out") and a stirring performance of "Wild Horses" at Muscle Shoals Studio in Alabama before proceeding to the scene of the crime in California. 

We see Mick Jagger and Keith Richards watching the Altamont footage in the editing room and they freeze the image of a knife in the hand held above the fighting crowd and it is one of the most chilling images in cinema that has ever been seen. I don't know if Satan was laughing with delight like McLean sings in "American Pie" but he was sure smirking. 

5. LET IT BE 
(Dir. Michael Lindsay-Hogg, 1970)

Actually the '60s dream died here too. 

The break-up of the Beatles with their final public performance on a rooftop in London is a tough sad watch but one that's vital in understanding exactly how the mighty can fall. Unfortunately because as producer and former Beatles assistant Neil Aspinall said recently "When we got halfway through restoring it, we looked at the outtakes and realized: this stuff is still controversial. 

It raised a lot of old issues" - the film may not see the light of a DVD player anytime soon. That's too bad - even though it's not the Beatles at their best it's them at their most human and as uncomfortable as George Harrison's studio squabble with Paul McCartney is (George: "'ll play, you know, whatever you want me to play. Or I won't play at all if you don't want me to play, you know. Whatever it is that'll please you, I'll do it.") we still somehow feel the love in what they were trying to make. And in the end isn't that what they were trying to tell us all along? 

6. DiG! (Ondi Timoner, 2004) 

Though most haven't heard of either of the bands studied here - The Dandy Warhols and The Brian Jonestown Massacre this tale of the sometimes friendly rivalry will make people listen up. Billed as "a real-life Spinal Tap" DiG! follows these bands with their retro rock through a few years of touring, arguing, getting wasted, busted, and getting up to do it all again. Despite the fact that DW frontman Courtney Taylor narrates, BJM member Anton Newcombe steals the show over and over with his asshole antics and crazy talk like "I'm not for sale. I'm fucking Love, do you understand what I'm saying? Like, the Beatles were for sale. I give it away." Maybe the funniest rockumentary on this list. 

7. TIME WILL TELL 
(Dir. Declan Lowney, 1992)

Bob Marley's story is pretty glossed over in this doc but that is okay because it is so full of great footage with many full songs represented. Interview footage doesn't really provide insights - except that Marley was always stoned - but footage from the One Love Peace Concert and various '70s TV shows (particuraly the footage from the Old Grey Whistle Test, BBC 1973 pictured left) is worth many repeat viewings. 

8. MADONNA: TRUTH OR DARE
(Dir. Alek Kekishian, 1991) 


I'm sure there are those who will scoff but I added this not just because I realized that this list was too much of a sausage party but because it's seriously a notable rockumentary. There sadly aren't many docs about female artists so this will have to some representin.'

This follows Madonna on her controversial Blond Ambition tour and has the backstage bits in DON'T LOOK BACK-esque hand-held black and white while the concert sequences are in color. We do actually get some amusing insights like when Warren Beatty, who briefly dated Madonna during the filming of DICK TRACY, says of her when she's having a dental appointment filmed: "she doesn't want to live off-camera, much less talk. There's nothing to say off-camera. Why would you say something if it's off-camera? What point is there existing? " None I can think of. 

9. THE LAST WALTZ
(Dir. Martin Scorsese, 1978) 

Sure Marty and The Band (they were Bob's band in 1965-66 under the name The Hawks) were both represented at the #1 spot on this list but this film deserves to place on its own. 

It's a doc wrapped around a seminal concert film - the farewell performance of arguably the greatest Canadian band ever who play an incredible set helped out by their friends - including ace work by Eric Clapton,Muddy Waters, Joni Mitchell, Ronnie Hawkins, Ringo Starr, Neil Diamond (!), and their old bandleader Bob Dylan. 

The interview segments with Scorsese sitting casually around for conversations with Band members Robbie Robertson and Co. were parodied by Rob Reiner as director Marty DiBergi in THIS IS SPINAL TAP and they set a precedent for rockumentary etiquette. But for my money, the sequence in which Neil Young sings "Helpless" with The Band and accompanied by the beautiful backup singing of Joni Mitchell in the wings is one of the most infectious pieces of musical celluloid ever presented. 

That Marty had to visually edit a nugget of cocaine hanging off Young's nose by rotoscoping in post production only adds to the affecting edge. 

10. STANDING IN THE SHADOWS OF MOTOWN
(Dir. Paul Justman, 2002) 

This film provides a great service - it shines a light on the largely unknown supporting players on some of the greatest music of the 20th century. The Funk Brothers provided the backing for literally hundreds of hits that defined "the Detroit sound" - the memorable melodies behind Marvin Gaye, Smokey Robinson, The Temptations, The Supremes, and many others. 

We get interviews with Bandleader Joe Henry and various other surviving Funk Brother members and we see new live performances where they play with such soul notables as Me'shell Ndegeocello, Chaka Kahn, and Bootsy Collins. An incredibly entertaining and emotional experience with a band that should be grandly celebrated for, as narrating actor Andre Braugher tells us, "having played on more number-one records than The Beatles, Elvis, The Rolling Stones, and The Beach Boys combined."

Postnotes: I tried to focus on wide-ranging documentaries not straight concert films hence the ommision of the Jonathan Demme's amazing STOP MAKING SENSE (which would place high on a list of straight concert films) and other worthy films of that caliber. 

Some other honorable mentions: THE DEVIL AND DANIEL JOHNSTON (reviewed on Film Babble Blog on Oct. 11th, 2006) GIGANTIC (A TALE OF TWO JOHNS) - A great doc about They Might Be Giants, a band who many left behind in college but is still part of our Daily Show lives. THE BEATLES ANTHOLOGY - If you ever have a day to kill you could do much worse than watching this 674 min. production. MONTEREY POP METALLICA: SOME KIND OF MONSTER - This hilarious doc about a once mighty metal and going into therapy is the real-life Spinal Tap IMHO. 

THE FIFTH AND THE FURY- Julien Temple and the Sex Pistols - need I say more? THE DECLINE OF WESTERN CIVILISATION This and its 2 sequels which cover the history of decadent underworld of punk and metal are as essential as rockumentaries can get. Whew! Okay, that's enough rockumentaries for now. If you think I've left out your favorite - that's what the comments below is for.

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Friday, January 11, 2008

An ATONEMENT Assessment and Award Season Annoyances


The Golden Globes ceremony was reduced to a press conference and the fate of the Academy Awards (the Oscars ya know?) is up in the air all because of the damn long-ass writer's strike. 


Why does this have to happen in a time overflowing with actual quality product to appraise? I mean in most other mediocre years we could blow this off, but this time out there are a bunch of deserving films and crowds of actors just waiting around to be recognized then ridiculed (that's where the writers come in) by their peers or whoever. 

As for how good movies have been lately, I don't recall reading the phrase - cue that voice-over announcer guy: "...is one of the best movies of the year" in as many reviews in previous years as much as I have for 2007. 

Like I said in an earlier post I'm holding out on making the Filmbabble Blog Top Ten Of 2007 list at least until I see THERE WILL BE BLOOD (which opens on the 18th) though it will be another month before PERSEPOLIS comes to my area so I know that I'll still feel like I'm jumping the gun. Anyway for the moment I have more movies to catch up on including:

ATONEMENT (Dir. Joe Wright, 2007)


In this production of the acclaimed bestselling novel by Ian McEwan set mostly in the 1930's, we are taken from snooty British sitting rooms to the bloody battlefields of war torn France, and then back to occupied London and the journey is gripping every frame of the way. 

But it is the power of the written word that fuels this film and fills the head of Briony Tallis (a coy Saoirse Ronan) a 13 year old member of a wealthy English family. From an overhead window in her family's mansion she sees her older but not wiser sister Cecelia (Keira Knightly) with Robbie - the son of the housekeeper. 

Possible Spoilers! - What happens next is seen from 2 different perspectives - Briony's and that of the would be lovers. Later that evening after a tense dinner and the turmoil caused by missing twin brothers again Briony sees, or mis-sees if that's a word, something that changes her life forever. 

The unfolding and refolding of events here is so juicy that even if you've read the book you'll want to discover yourself so I'll discontinue my ambiguously tortured plot recap. As the lovers in this romance novel by way of Masterpiece Theater foray McAvoy has the earnest can-do spirit that Robbie had in spades in the book while Knightly seems an empty but still elegant vessel for whatever stressful emotion comes her way. Briony is played by 3 different actresses over 60 years - the before mentioned Ronan at age 13, at age 18 - Romola Garai, and (credited as Older Briony) Vanessa Redgrave - all with the right dash of pathos. 

The fractured narrative, of which is so popular in modern film these days (Tarentino et al), is actually nicely faithful to the novel's construction. Having just finished the McEwan novel right before going to the cinema I had the text fresh in my brain while viewing. 

I was at first annoyed how scores of inner dialogue often had to be condensed down to one spoken line, but when it sank in I was amazed how much was true to the tone and intent of the 349 page tome. 

ATONEMENT is a surefire Award season favorite - if that season ever really gets going that is and yes, ahem, it's one of the best movies of the year.

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Wednesday, October 11, 2006

MUSIC DVD FUNTIME JAMBOREE

Okay, I promised some music reviews last week and didn't post any so here goes: 

You could not come up with 2 concert films that are more different from each other than NEIL YOUNG : HEART OF GOLD and AWESOME! I FUCKIN' SHOT THAT! 

Jonathan Demme's work documenting Young's 2005 Ryman Auditorium performance is straight-forward and polished much like the music it presents. I'm far from a hardcore Young fan - I have I guess what you'd call the essential discs ("Harvest", "Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere", "After The Gold Rush", "Rust Never Sleeps", etc.). have seen him live a few times, but over the years have drifted away from his newer releases because of too many same-sounding songs. 

A few songs into the show - that complaint melts away. 

With a large band of ace players (including Emmyloo Harris, Dan Penn, Spooner Oldham, and wife Pegi Young) Neil plays the Prairie Wind album in its entirety then a smattering of crowd pleasing hits (like the title song especially) and it all sounds sweet to these ears. The DVD has some cool extras most notably a clip of Young on The Johnny Cash Show in 1970. Man, they need to release that show in full!

AWESOME! I FUCKIN' SHOT THAT! throws out the traditional approach and goes for the jugular - 50 fans are given Hi-8 and digital-video cameras to a Madison Square Garden Beastie Boys show and Adam Yauch's alter ego Nathaniel Hornblower edits together all their footage into one of the most rowdy, renograde, in your face concert films ever. One of the camera people even films his trip to the bathroom! 

Whatever your opinion of the Beasties' music this film is a lot of fun to watch - the split screens, the fast cutting, the wide range of angles, and the sense that the whole arena was pumping and pounding. It does drag a bit at times - the trance instrumental set wasn't as exciting as other bits, but this inventive and punchy concert flick definitely deserves the right to, you know...party.


The best music documentary since Scorcese's NO DIRECTION HOME : BOB DYLAN in my book (or more accurately on my blog) is definitely THE DEVIL AND DANIEL JOHNSTON. Funny, disturbing, and never dull - the story of bipolar Beatles-obsessed quirky songwriting Devil-fearing Johnston is told by his extensive archive of home made films, audio-cassette diaries, magic marker drawings, and interviews with family and friends. 

The overwhelming amount available of Johnston's self documentation pours out of the movie and into the bonus features on the DVD - it takes quite a bit to get through all of it but it is worth every second.

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