If you imagine the S.F. International Film Festival as an circus tent, with Opening and Closing nights the main supports, the other tent poles are interactive live experiences.
Marc Capelle's ode to Westerns and Buddy films as well as noteworthy festival scores.
Marc Capelle meets and greets with actress Gena Rowlands, composer Bo Harwood and other film mavens and mavericks at a post-screening party for Cassavette's A Woman Under the Influence and the Mission Awards
The final installment in the San Francisco composer and musician's blog from the 2008 SFIFF.
Back to music.
I have some friends that were in a Sub Pop band that pre-dated Nirvana. They were known as the Dwarves. Their music is and was a snotty suburban unholy mixture of the Sonics, the Orlons, the Stooges and a vat of amphetamines. Their record covers usually featured midgets and half-naked woman covered in either blood or some sort of Nestle syrup of some sort. Here is one of their lines.
[Editor’s note: For the San Francisco Internationals 51st edition, SF360.org has asked Bay Area musician/composer/cineaste Marc Capelle to blog his thoughts on movies, music, and the films showing in the Festival. This is the third of three installments.]
Errol Morris has a giant brain. Anybody who wants to argue against that thesis does not have a giant brain. So let's move on.
Glass: A Portrait of Philip in Twelve Parts is a very close-quartered and loving documentary, a year in the life of the composer.
If you haven't yet found your repurpose in life, SFIFF's International Remix site might be of use.