Series: 'When Indies Rocked'
In The Soup
b/w - Living In Oblivion
In The Soup
At the height of the indie boom, Alexander Rockwell won the Grand Jury prize at the 1992 Sundance Film Festival with this fantastic deadpan farce about the foibles and struggles of an aspiring filmmaker. Making ridiculously good use of indie poster boy Steve Buscemi as the young NY wannabee auteur and old-school Cassavetes favorite Seymour Cassel as the charismatic shyster/criminal who promises to finance Buscemi’s unfilmable behemoth dream project. Buscemi and Cassel are an absolute delight as the befuddled youngster and the “wise” scoundrel, whose magnetic comic chemistry cries out for future re-pairings -- and right down to the bit parts, everyone performs at the peak of their craft, with juicy roles also going to Sam Rockwell, Stanley Tucci, Elizabeth Bracco, Debi Mazar, and in one scene-stealing bit, Jim Jarmusch and Carol Kane offering Buscemi a demeaning stint for a bit of quick cash. Lively fun and a potent time capsule, In The Soup wonderfully captures a bohemian New York and a view of independent cinema soon to be replaced by a soulless doppelganger. Dir. Alexandre Rockwell, 1992, 35mm, 93 min.
Doors Open @ 7:00p
Note: Alexandre Rockwell will be here at the Cinefamily for a Q&A after the film.
Living In Oblivion
Both a hilarious farce and a frighteningly realistic portrait of low-budget moviemaking in an era before video made everything so damn easy, Tom DeCillo’s Living In Oblivion frames collaborative creativity as an existential hell of other people, and anticipates the "cringe comedy" movement by a decade. Smirk at one all-too-familiar crew member type after another, squirm as a delicate long take is ruined again and again, gasp in horror at what passes for craft service -- and don't drink the milk! No filmmaking experience is necessary; this shaggy-dog story of dreams within dreams has the power to console anyone who's ever tried to do anything without enough money or cooperation. Come for Catherine Keener's star-making turn as the ingenue, stay for Steve Buscemi's epically foulmouthed tantrum, and get ready for James LeGros' devastating send-up of a certain then-rising ‘90s star with whom DeCillo had previously worked (and whose name may or may not rhyme with Pad Britt.).
Dir. Tom DeCillo, 1995, 35mm, 90 min. - Starts @ 9:45p