Belgrade Street

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So, you let her go when you were 29

and in pictures, she’s somebody else’s wife

in timberwolf flannel, with a child

you never met, balanced on her hips.

All you remember is when you were

miles from the beach, she insisted

you lower the windows to smell the ocean.

You were taken by the TV playing Tanked

late into the night, how twilight came softly,

bending down in the darkness

to kiss her knees, where the doctors

had placed bolts, and when it was over,

you slept until noon, you didn’t shave,

you thought you would return to that town.

Now, you can’t remember its name,

you can’t even remember that street you lived on,

still a prisoner writing about a love,

the sun going down on the boulevards,

the shadows gathering at the edge of town.

Seven Footprints to Satan (1928)

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Released in 1929, Seven Footprints to Satan has the rare distinction of being the last silent horror film. The following year, silent films would be entirely phased out and replaced with “talkies”. The version had a music score that did not match the late 1920’s and instead sounded like something out of Castlevania or a comparable video game. The title-carded film plays like a painting, though, and the camera rarely moves or changes angles in the middle of shots.

 

The film stars Creighton Hale as Jim, who is preparing to leave for Africa when he is brought to a mansion with Eve (Thelma Todd). It’s funny because even though the film is a black and white silent film, it’s very clear that Todd and Hale have little chemistry between one another and are not a couple. At the mansion, Jim ends up having to repeat an established set of steps and if he gets more than four wrong, he’ll be unable to escape. It’s just goes to show that horror films with gimmicks are nothing new.

 

It also might seem hard to believe considering the film’s out of date tone, but it’s legitimately creepy. There’s scary midgets, Satanic imagery, and spiders. There are also men in gorilla costumes and wenches. Today, the film even feels like a moody and dark tone piece. But, in 1929 when the film was released, it received negative reviews in the New York Times for being an “utterly moronic film”.

 

Would I watch this again? No. There’s not enough substance or meaningful imagery to warrant a second view, but for a first-view, Seven Footprints to Satan is actually pretty interesting and it marks an important turning point for horror film. The film’s director, Benjamin Christensen is a Danish director who also directed the classics, The Haunted House and The Devil’s Circus.

 

X – Good
Lesson learned: Not a lesson exactly, but it’s amazing to watch a title-carded film without dialogue and realize that if done correctly, even these films start out slowly, build pace, hit a climax, and then drop off. Storytelling is storytelling. It doesn’t matter if you’re watching a silent film from 1928 or 2018’s A Quiet Place.

William Penn Circle

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I was thirty, she was twenty-six,

lying in bed, I had bronchitis,

and it was love how she

held my chest when I coughed

and felt my ribs shake,

how every hour, she’d wet

the washcloth and bring me

a cup of orange cough syrup

I’d down in one gulp and then lie back,

staring at the place where the ceiling

was beginning to buckle down.

 

She would rattle on in her Northern voice,

which was so new to me,

and while she talked,

she’d paint rocks with pictures

of horses or starry lakes

ready to swallow the moon,

and sometimes she’d just paint

the rocks a base color,

and wait for the inspiration to come.

Or she would run her hand

down each of my vertebrae,

and even though spines are ugly,

she made them look lovely,

the way she paused between sections

with her small hand pressed into a fist.

 

We were three years past when my parents met,

and I didn’t know what to say,

or what my father told my mother

to make her fall in love with him.

 

“Soon, the rain will come and if the roof is not fixed, a flood will come,”

She said and must have seen me staring into the distance

because she gave me a kiss on my forehead so none of it mattered.

It was only a little apartment, just before winter,

in her flat feet and blue eyes and pale arms.

We broke up a week later, and she was my one true love.

Castle Rock – Season 1, Episode 4

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At a cursory glance, Hulu’s new exclusive Castle Rock sounds like a grand slam. It teams up Stephen King with JJ Abrams. There are tons of Easter Eggs from the King universe. There’s Sissy Spacek. The former entertainment editor for the LA Times left to write for the show. But, this thing is drier than dirt.

I’ve now watched four episodes of Castle Rock and am still waiting for something to happen. There are a couple of stock horror scenes. For example, a man jumps to his death in a sequence that’s straight out of the babysitter’s death in The Omen.

The story involves four characters. A criminal defense lawyer and his mother (Sissy Spacek), a man who is found down in a hole and locked in a cage below Shawshank prison, and a telepathic girl and her sister. The story jumps between each of the four characters as it tells the story. The characters aren’t really linked between one another,

Stephen King recently tweeted that fans shouldn’t try to dig for Easter Eggs in the show but should just appreciate the story on its own terms. The problem is that the show is remarkably slow moving. Nothing at all is happening. And that’s my major complaint. All of this promise of something amazing and the show has turned into a slew of sequences that just inch their way along.

The adaptation of King for the small and big screen have had a problematic existence. Hulu’s JJ Abrams/King version of 11/23/63 was largely ignored when it came out at the beginning of 2016. So, Hulu efforts to turn King’s work into TV shows have failed before.

At the end of the fourth episode, there’s a jarring shoot-out sequence, but that’s the most thrills and excitement (maybe the only) that Castle Rock has offered so far. Is Castle Rock going to pick up or is it going to shuffle off until its canceled after its first season? I don’t know. I’m going to keep watching. Mostly because I love King. Not because I’m a fan of the show. Because right now, there’s little reason to be.

 

 

Atrocious

Bad

X – Awful

Okay

Good

Great

 

Lesson learned: The biggest lesson I learned from Castle Rock isn’t a lesson so much as a realization. I’ve now watched about 4 hours of Castle Rock and nothing has happened. This is on the “test your boundaries” line of my patience, but the show easily got away with this for a couple of episodes. If I watched a movie for four hours and nothing happened, I’d be pissed off. I’m aggravated if I watch a film for half an hour and little happens. But with television, we have much higher patience. Castle Rock is not something that would work as a film with this much lead-in. That said, I still hope that the show rewards viewers who have sat through 4 hours of exposition and a snail-like pace.

 

 

Indian Jones and the Saucer Men from Mars (Wednesday Spec Scripts)

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Premise: This script is even more ridiculous than the Chris Columbus Monkey King script. Opening with Indy proposing to Dr. Elaine McGregor and a wedding scene with cameos from everybody in the series (marion, Willie, Short Round,Henry Jones, Sallah) the script moves towards Indy discovering an alien cylinder and ship in New Mexico. Along the way there are giant bugs, a rocket sledfight (kind of like what will appear in crystal skull), an atomic explosion(which also parallels crystal skull) and a final fight between US military and flying saucers.
About: After Temple of Doom and the ET case, I decided to go some more obscure Spielberg. The script I read is dated February 20, 1995. Allegedly Lucas and Speilberg made a deal with Paramount for five Indie films in the late 70’s. As Speilberg went on to make “mature” films, Lucas couldn’t come up with a very good device to base on the story around and worked on The Indiana Jones Chronicles. Lucas got the idea for a film about aliens, but Spielberg and Ford both rejected the idea. Soon after the draft I read, Jeffrey Boam (who wrote the Last Crusade) did three drafts of the scripts. By this time it was around 1996, and still over a decade until the next Indy film.

 

Writers: Jeb Stuart, whose name I’d never heard. Turns out he had writing credits on Die Hard (I thought Desouza was the driving force here?), Leviathan, Another 48 hours, and The Fugitive. There’s a shared credit with Lucas, but George’s name appears on everything in the film so it’s hard to say just how much input he had.
There are two things that this script does, which I absolutely hate. I don’t know if you can pin these errors on Jeb Stuart because Lucas seems to have made many of the general story points.
A) The Artifact – If we don’t care about the fortune Indy makes from his treasures, or the fame he’ll gather, and if he really is just collecting items for the good of the cause then why not pick items we’ve heard about and leave the crystal skull/alien cylinder crap at the door?
Unfortunately, a lot of these lost items belong to Christian mythology. But the device should not be something the audience cares very little about. What about Atlantis like in the comics? The Dead Sea Scrolls? Shoot, Excalibur? In Saucer Men, these aliens aren’t even explained or set up. They’re just creepy and appear randomly at the ends (like in Signs). I mean, if you’re going to pick something out of alien history why not specifically use the Roswell crash and model it around this. Using a vague focal item is really ridiculous.
B) Indy’s dialogue/personality – It’s a bit of a stretch believing Indy would get married. It’s an even more improbable stretch that Indy would soften up as a man and start referring to his wife as “baby breath”. The Indy in Saucer Men is nowhere near as sullen, sharp, or caustic as the one we know and as a result a lot of the time he doesn’t even feel like Indy.
It’s true that after Indy meets this woman, he has a wedding scene which reads like Indiana Jones trivia: Henry Jones as best man, Sallah and Short Round as usher, and Willie and Marion as Indy’s cheer up team after he gets stood up. And it’ a great scene.
The biggest problem is Indy’s romance with Dr. McGregor. The script jumps after the couple meets, and attempts to say that six weeks later without much of an idea of who this lady even is that the couple is in love. Right. That’s completely ridiculous. And then Indy says he loves her. I mean, seriously, did Indy go soft during World War 2? If so it isn’t explained. The real Indiana Jones might tell somebody he loves them, but never as randomly and carelessly as this guy does.
And for those of you who feel like I missed a plot summary, I didn’t really. There isn’t much going on in terms of globe-trotting. Indy is in Borneo and meets Dr. McGregor, Indy almost gets married and stood up at his wedding in Princeton (where apparently he teaches now), Indy goes on a chase for his woman in New Mexico and discovers Dr. McGregor is trying to decode alien cylinders, a dogfight between the US Government and aliens, and then the end where Indy finally gets hitched.
Complete Crap
[X] – Poor, Few Redeeming Qualities
Mediocre
Good
Pretty Darn Good
What I Learned: For a really long time I struggled with how to write dialogue in such a way that it gave each character a different personality. I was thinking of what the character would say, how much they’d reveal, and what types of word choices they’d use. While that’s in the right vein, a much more helpful way in writing dialogue is to think about what the character wouldn’t say. I’d have a much more difficult time telling you exactly how Indiana Jones would speak, but reading Saucer Men I can almost definitely tell you what phrases and nicknames he’d absolutely never use.

Litchfield v. Spielberg (1984)

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I can name a few of them, but it is my expectation that Spielberg and Lucas generated a body of lawsuits claiming that characters from blockbusters like Star Wars, Indiana Jones, and Jurassic Park stole from previous existing works. Decided in 1984 by the Ninth Circuit Court of Appeals, the case of Litchfield v. Spielberg concerned E.T., the Extra Terrestrial. More specifically, Litchfield’s case claimed that the E.T. character infringed on the rights of a musical play, Lokey from Maldemar.

 

The case concerned claims of copyright infringement, unfair competition, and a number of state claims alleging that E.T. really ripped off Lokey. ) The problem is that today, no information about Lokey can be easily found on the internet.) Before being heard by the appellate court, a district court dismissed most of the claims in question.

 

Lisa Litchfield wrote a one-act play called Lokey from Maldemar in 1978 and public performances occurred in Los Angeles the same year. Around the same time, Litchfield also submitted a copy of Lokey to Universal City Studios in the effort to turn the script into a movie. In October 1979, Universal rejected Lokey. Litchfield even tried to sell a screenplay version that she wrote of Lokey, but was unsuccessful.

 

So what’s Lokey about and is it close to E.T.? Lokey told the tale of two aliens, Fudinkle and Lokey, who are stranded on Earth when their spacecraft gets stuck. Landing on the North Pole, the aliens meet a child, Lisa Marie, her brother Michael, and their father who is a scientist working at the Sorenson Research Center at the North Pole. After learning English, the aliens are invited home by Lisa Marie. While at Lisa Marie’s home, Lokey uses telekinesis to take a gun away from the father, save the father from a heart attack, and projects a map of Earth on the cabin wall. Lisa Marie bonds with Lokey, who later departs to a Japanese beach with Fudinkle. The aliens then travel to the Andes Mountain and meet a witch. The aliens then return home.

 

In 1982, E.T. the Extraterrestrial opened in theaters. For those of you who haven’t seen the film (which makes me wonder why you’re reading this), the film tells the story of an alien who crash lands on Earth and ends up in the California suburban home of a boy Eliot, his brother, his sister, and their mother. Overtime E.T learns English and builds a device to “phone home”. E.T. also reveals that he has the power to levitate objects, heal wounds, and revive flowers. E.T. also develops a bond with Eliot. Later, E.T. is capture by scientists, but escapes and leaves Earth.

 

The court first tackled an issue about subject matter jurisdiction in which it held that the court still had subject matter over claims even though the defendant had not raised them.

 

The court then tackled the issue of whether the district court was right to issue summary judgment regarding copyright infringement in favor of Spielberg. To establish copyright infringement, a person must show that they owned a copyright right, the other party had access to the copyright work, and a substantial similarity existed between the original work and the infringing one.


The court quickly noted that Lokey’s rights were owned by the plaintiff and that Spielberg had access to Lokey. Regarding the issue of substantial similarity, the court compared Lokey and ET. More particularly, the court compared two versions of Lokey and the continuity script of E.T.

 

The court noted that similarities exist between the opening of Lokey and E.T. The court, however, did not find any substantial similarity in the events, mood, dialogue, or characters in both works. While E.T. focuses on the development of characters and the relationship between a boy and an extra-terrestrial, the court found that Lokey explores the concepts of mankind separated by fear and hate. As a result, the court dismissed derivative claims because E.t. was not established to be an infring work.

 

As a result, the court found that summary judgment was proper because a reasonable jury could not find that E.T. was substantially similar to Lokey.

 

Was Spielberg aware that Lokey existed? I don’t think Spielberg in 1978 when he was at the unrivaled King of Hollywood was looking at rejected scripts at Universal. They’re really just about two aliens. That said, Spielberg wasn’t even the one who wrote E.T., but instead the script was written by Melissa Mathison, who would go onto marry Harrison Ford in 1983. They’re just two scripts about aliens and Litchfield wanted a shake of the E.T. money. End of story.

 

Stupendously bad decision

Bad decision

Okay decision

X – Good decision

Great decision

 

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Hollywood Boulevard

 

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For a long time, the way the floors shook in apartments,

made me want to jump out of my skin.

 

I remember the woman, who

lived above me in Los Angeles

was quiet, except sometimes

in the middle of the night,

she would put on Kenny Rogers and dance

until she put herself to sleep.

 

And a man in Squirrel Hill,

who I could hear downstairs,

weeping, at the end of the day,

like I was listening through water.

 

And a girl in Mount Washington,

who rose in the middle of the night

to stand in front of morning commuters

with a sign asking for money.

 

But, then I loved and almost married a girl in Pittsburgh,

who lived in an apartment with one blue wall.

And once, after making love, she pulled

her mattress out under the record player.

It was the end of summer and our hearts were broken.

It was the end of something else then too, but what it was I am still not sure.

She turned up the volume on Ray Davies playing Waterloo Sunset,

until you could feel the amplifier throb.

She lay with her knees pressed against her chest,

and her mother had died the month before

so her faded jeans and striped hung

on her body like she was disappearing,

I guess I looked too far into her face

because that girl was a house fire, man,

She was ivy growing a stone the comet burned.

I knew she was real, and I was real too.

So now, when I listen to people bang on the floor, I let it go,

I let them have their lives, and get lost in the radio.

Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom (Blockbuster Mondays)

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On Mondays, I review chronologically the weekend releases of films beginning with the week that I was born in May 1984. I figure it’s a really thorough way to both see and review all of the major commercial films that have come out in my lifetime. Beginning this series is Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. which was released on my birthday, May 23, 1984. Leading box office returns for Memorial Day weekend of 1984, Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom grossed almost $34 million its opening weekend. Shot on a budget of $28.2 million (when Spielberg still had to shoot conservatively after the flop of “1941”, The Temple of Doom would go on to $333 million. Even though the film is the 4th most financially successful Indiana Jones film, when ticket prices are adjusted, it’s still on the list of the top 100 domestic grosses ever.

 

I don’t think you could make The Temple of Doom today. The film’s depiction of women through “Willie” (Kate Capshaw, Spielberg’s wife to be) as whiny screaming brats is downright misogynist. Add to this the film’s stereotypical depiction of India’s country and people and you’ve got a relic of world views that have become outdated. If you view Temple of Doom through the lens of the 1980’s, it’s almost certainly one of the best action films ever made. (It also makes it even more confusing why the film was referenced in my childhood favorite, The Muppet BabiesTemple of Doom is also literally the first film I saw in my life. My parents went to the drive-in to see the film a couple of days after I was born.)

 

When you learn that Spielberg and Lucas were both combatting depression brought on by divorces while directing the film, it becomes more understandable why (a) women in the film are depicted annoying and responsible for nothing but trouble and (b) the film shows a person’s heart being pulled out through their chest. At least, that’s the lens through which I like to view the film. Watching the film is a bit like going up a hill in one of the film’s minecarts, it takes a bit to get to the climax but once you get there, the film is a non-stop thrill. The film’s also a great sequel to Raiders of the Lost Ark. While Temple of Doom follows in the same tone as the first Indiana Jones film, it works in a different way and borrows from different legends.

 

Everybody who knows about the origins of Indiana Jones was based on serial films from the 1940’s. (More precisely, Indy’s look was based on Secret of the Incas with Charlton Heston who wore exactly the same thing). A lot of the plot events in all four of the Indy films are based on an epic spitball session between Spielberg, Lucas, and screenwriter Lawrence Kasdan (The Big Chill, Empire Strikes Back) that occurred before Raiders was written. The exact plot of the films, however, have changed. Raiders played like the Bob Hope / Bing Crosby “Road to..” series with Indy traveling across the globe as he chased the holy relic.

 

Temple of Doom, though, plays like a James Bond film in which the hero gets trapped somewhere and must escape a secret lair. Like all impregnable fortresses, no one has ever escaped the Temple of Doom and it’s run by a deranged bad guy who has uncanny strength. And as all heros do in these plots, Indy must enter the fortress, steal the Macguffin, kill the bad guy, and restore peace to the universe. I live in a confusing era where I was aware of Temple of Doom before its precursors, which means while I know this film is a retread of this plot, I don’t view it as unoriginal.  

 

But, let’s revisit the plot in case you haven’t seen this film. Indy is in a Shanghai nightclub when his dinner turns into an action sequence from which he must escape. Along the way, Indy picks up Willie, the nightclub singer, and lands in the cab of Short Round (Jonathan Ke Quan). There’s a plane crash, an epic sled scene down the Himalayas, and a whitewater rafting scene. The three end up in a village in Indiana that has lost its magical stone as well as all of its children. Indy and company agree to retrieve the stone so they visit the palace of the big bad guy. There’s the chilled monkey brains dinner scene. The only slow spot in the film occurs at this point, where Indy and Willie debate consumating things but end up in a secret passageway.

 

The three friends come across the chain gangs and evil leader who uses the power of jewels to brainwash the slaves into staying. Indy tries to steal the stone. A slave is sacrificed by having his heart ripped out and dipped into lava. (And really, if you haven’t seen this sequence, you need to. It’s one of the most memorable deaths and visuals in all of 1980’s filmmaking and the special effects still largely hold up today.) There’s also the equally memorable runaway minecart scene, which is another glued-to-your-seat scene the first time you see it. From there, the film gets crazier and more frantic until it reaches its inevitable conclusion.

 

As a kid, it bothered me a lot that you never see Willie or Short Round after this film, but I have no problem with that decision today. There’s no great monologues here, nothing that reaches into your soul, there’s not much to make you laugh, and when it’s all said and done, it all feels a bit superfluous, but that’s okay. As far as popcorn films go, Temple of Doom is hard to beat. The chills and thrills and adventures the story offers as well as the decent special effects and the Spielberg/Lucas tag pretty much guaranteed this film was going to be successful.

 

Score

 

How was this a blockbuster?

Weird this became a blockbuster

I can see why this is a blockbuster

This is pretty good blockbuster material

X – This is one of the best blockbusters ever made

 

What I learned: There are plenty of human sacrifice scenes, but this one is particularly frightening. I think because (a) it’s drawn out and (b) it utilizes the technique that the man who has his heart ripped out knows what’s going to happen and Mola Ram knows what’s going to happen but we have no idea. The response that both of the men have, though, lets us know that something horrible will happen. We just don’t know what.

David Bowie and Bruce Springsteen: The History of an Unlikely Friendship

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On January 3, 1973, David Bowie and the Spiders from Mars were in good form when they performed “Jean Genie” on the BBC’s Top of the Pops from the at-the-time forthcoming Aladdin Sane album. That same day, a continent away in Bryn Mawr, Pennsylvania, Bruce Springsteen played an 8 PM and 10:30 PM set opening for Travis Shook & The Club Wow. What the two men did not know at the time was that later in the month, the two would embark on a friendship that would last until Bowie’s death on January 10, 2016. The friendship wasn’t the closet and there are plenty of unrecorded gaps in the story, but perhaps what’s most important is that Bowie would become one of Bruce’s earliest and largest supporters. Like most of Bowie’s artistic relationships, the friendship wasn’t without its own share of obstacles or complications, but it’s clear that Bowie’s support meant a great deal to Bruce.

 

After releasing Greetings from Ashbury Park, on January 1973, he began to promote and tour the album throughout New York City, New Jersey, and the surrounding area. While Bruce was gaining exposure through the early weeks of 1973, Bowie was traveling to the United States by ship to promote Aladdin Sane, which would be released in April of 1973. (One of his numerous peculiarities was that from the fall of 1972 to the spring of 1977, Bowie didn’t fly. “Can’t do it,” Bowie once said “If it flies, it’s death.”)

 

Bowie and Bruce had their first encounter at Max’s Kansas City on January 31, 1973 at Max’s Kansas City. Accompanying Bowie on a trip to see musician, Biff Rose, were record producer Geoffrey McCormack, producer and photographer Geoffrey McCormack, and model Bebe Buell. After Biff Rose’s performance, Bruce played a few of the acoustic songs from Greetings alone on a piano then tore into the electric half of the set with “Does This Bus Stop at the 82nd Street”. Bowie was not particularly sold on the first half of Bruce’s performance and thought Bruce was just another one of the long line of Dylan imitators. Bowie, however, was absolutely enchanted with the second half. According to his own report, Bowie thought Bruce’s band was simply the best he’d ever heard. After the concert, Bowie went out and bought his own copy of Greetings and played it constantly. Buell claims that Bowie asked “Where is this Ashbury Park?” and in the days following drove Bowie out to the little oceanside town.

 

After that brief interaction, there wasn’t much interaction between the two. When Aladdin Sane was eventually released, Bruce was playing in Richmond, Virginia. While Bowie found strong footholds in both the United States and the United Kingdom, Bruce’s devoted legion also began to grow. Not only did Bruce’s fan base grow in the States, though, due to the efforts of a colleague of the Beatles’ publisher, Bruce was also heavily pushed throughout the United Kingdom as early as 1973.

 

While it might not seem like it from first glance, Bowie’s The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and Aladdin Sane share a great deal in common with Bruce’s Greetings from Ashbury Park and The Wild, The Innocent, and the E-Street Shuffle. Both men were at their core outsiders. While Bruce was the leather clad, guitar on back, “ragamuffin gunner” who “walks through down all alone”, Bowie with his differently colored eye was playing the role of an alien. The two were theatrical to the core who with Born to Run and the Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust would create two of the most critically well received concept albums of the 1970’s. The two, however, were also firmly ensconced in the musical genres from which they had emerged. While Bowie’s early efforts leaned heavily on artists like Anthony Newley, Bruce’s creative decision to write the lyrics of Greetings before the music drew heavily on the Bob Dylan school of songwriting. But while the two artists were borrowing from earlier sounds, they were also innovators and pushing the boundaries of what their respective subgenres of rock and roll sounded like.

 

As 1973 drew to a close, Bruce was still heavily on Bowie’s mind. While working on and recording the songs that would become the Diamond Dogs album, Bowie began efforts on covers of three Greetings from Ashbury Park songs at Olympic Studios in London, England: “Growin’ Up”, “It’s Hard to Be a Saint in the City”, and “Spirit in the Night”.

 

On his version of “Growin’ Up”, Bowie would rely on pianist Mike Garson to slow down David Sancious’s piano line. Ron Wood would make an guitar appearance, which would lead to a long held rumor that the future Rolling Stone guitarist played on Diamond Dogs. The recording, however, would not make a public appearance until 1990 Ryko released a special edition of Diamond Dogs.

 

The history of the other Bruce covers is much less well documented. Efforts to record a version of “It’s Hard to Be A Saint in the City” were likely begun at Olympic Studios rather than the often misattributed Sigma Sound Studios. The band on “Saint” has more pronounced drums and is snappier, more reminiscent of the sound that Bowie was using while recording Diamond Dogs rather than Young Americans. The least known of these three covers is “Spirit in the Night” which Bowie worked on with the Astronettes, a group he produced in 1973. And Bowie can even be heard providing directions to the group’s lead singer in the group’s demo of the song.

 

In 1974 while Bruce was knee-deep in creating the masterwork of Born to Run, Bowie moved to Sigma Sound to capture his version of the Philadelphia sound with the album, Young Americans. It’s uncertain how much effort Bowie put into Bruce recordings at the time, but Bowie certainly expressed interest in using a Bruce cover on the Young Americans album.

 

These event led to the most peculiar and involved meeting between Bruce and Bowie. In November, 1974, while Bowie prepared Young Americans, Bruce and the E-Street band were touring constantly along the eastern seaboard. Five days before Thanksgiving, on November 23, 1974, Bruce and the band played a sold-out, 12 song, 8:00 clock show at Mainstage Auditorium located at Salem State College in Salem, Massachusetts. (The concert is available in the bootleg, “Hard to Be a Saint in Salem”.) The song would feature the performance of “Jungleland”, which would later appear on Born To Run. Little did Bruce know it, but Jungleland would indirectly be a song that helped continue his artistic relationship with Bowie.

 

On November 25, 1974, Bowie finally met Bruce. Bowie decide that rather than just have Bowie hear his “Saint in the City” cover, Bruce would appear on the album. Around noon of that day, Bruce was contacted by a DJ friend in Philadelphia, Ed Sciaky, who told Bruce that Bowie wanted to meet the Boss. So, Bruce hitched a ride to Ashbury Park then took a Trailways bus to Philadelphia then hung out for an hour talking to the destitutes at the bus station until he was picked up. As Bruce would remember the trip: “Every bus has a serviceman, an old lady in a brown coat with one of those little black things on her head, and the drunks who falls out next to you”. When Bruce arrived in the studio, producer Tony Visconti was draped over the soundboard finishing a version of “John, I’m Only Dancing”. An hour arrived, Bowie arrived with Ava Cherry, another musician whose career that Bowie was trying to assist.

 

The alleged interaction between Bowie and the Boss is so strange that a play or film could be written about it. In a beret and suspenders, Bowie was ravaged by both drugs and his frantic schedule, while the Dylanesque Bruce,  roamed from town to town with a guitar on his back. Where Bowie was strange and obsessed with with UFOs, Bruce was silent and had nothing much to say. To try to bridge the gap in the friendship, Bowie even told Bruce that there was no other American artist that he was interested in covering. The two ultimately found a meeting point over stage jumpers. Bruce even told Bowie a story about how “Mad Dog” Vinnie Lopez had to beat off one stage jumper.

 

Then, Bowie tried to do a vocal take, which did not work. Bowie responded by telling Bruce that it was not yet late enough in the evening to sing. It remains uncertain what song Bowie tried to perform. One has to wonder how that fell on the ear’s of Bruce who was used to singing whenever he could to whoever would listen. After this performance, Bruce had a private chat, left the studio at 5 o’clock in the morning, and at least for several year,s the two never had any contact again. The only evidence that meeting even happened is a photograph of Bruce, Bowie, and Visconti. Each three looking out of place and not sure how to interact with the other. The two are said to have promised to meet again in New York City, but it remains uncertain if that meeting ever occurred.

 

As 1974 turned to 1975, Bruce went back to touring and finishing Born to Run, Bowie went on to appear in the film, The Man Who Fell to Earth, a drug-addled existence in Los Angeles, and the recording of Station to Station. The recording of Station to Station is memorable in the relationship between Bowie and Bruce because pianist Roy Bittan would jump in while Bruce the band were playing in Los Angeles to record the piano on Bowie’s “TVC 15”.

 

On March 7, 1975, when Young Americans was released, Bruce was playing Owings Mill, Maryland where he played a one show double bill with Buzzy Linhart. While the reports are not confirmed, Bruce played even more previews from Born to Run, which was ultimately released in August of 1975 including versions of “Born to Run”, “She’s The One”, and “Jungleland”. The most notable event about the shot was that toward the sent of the set, a man in a Friar Tuck haircut who was wearing robes came on stage and gave Bruce a knotted girth rope.

 

It remains uncertain if in the following years there were any interactions between Bruce and Bowie. During a May 20th, 1979 guest DJ appearance on Radio One, however, Bowie played a selection of his favorite songs including Bruce’s version of “It’s Hard to Be a Saint in the City”. What’s most peculiar about the decision to play “Saint” is not that Bowie mentioned how the song made him want to never ride on the subway again. It was that while Bowie expressed his love for the Greetings album, he said that he didn’t like what Bruce was “doing now”. Many people took this as a not-so-veiled dig at the Darkness on the Edge of Town album, which had been released on June 2, 1978.

 

You’d think the intersection of the two artists would have ended there: Bruce working on projects that little to no influence from Bowie and Bowie harboring an adoration for Bruce’s early E-Street Band work, but it didn’t. From March 1979 to August, 1980, Bowie recorded The River album at the Power Station in New York City while for the first few months of this recording, Bowie worked on the Scary Monsters album across the hallway from Bruce.

 

At some point, during the recording of these two songs, Roy Bittan played piano on Bowie’s sprawling “Teenage Wildlife”. It remains uncertain on exactly what date this recording occurred. It was either in February or March of 1980. It was not likely February 5 or February 22nd because Bruce recorded at Telegraph Hill Studio on those days. What’s compelling is that “Teenage Wildlife” can be read as a successor to Born to Run’s “Jungleland”. If Bowie didn’t like what Bruce was “doing now”, he was certainly drawing inspiration from some of Bruce’s recent work. Both songs are sprawling (Born to Run clocks in at 4 minutes and 31 seconds while Teenage Wildlife is a whopping 6 minutes and 51 seconds.) Both songs are overly theatrical too. But, it’s not just the song’s theatrical nature. It’s the landscape that both of the songs survey, a bleak nothingness where no one has answer. But, even more peculiarly are the lines: “‘Well, David, what shall I do? They wait for me in the hallways’ I’ll say ‘Don’t ask me. I don’t know any hallways” which very much echoes the lack of words by the wiseman lines in “Jungleland” of “And the poets down here don’t write nothing at all, They just stand back and let it all be.”

 

But, what might seem like an easy relationship progression isn’t really at all. Despite what might seem like Bowie being spurned by but adoring Bruce, there is a legend that Bruce and Bowie at the time were okay with one enough for Bruce to acquaint himself enough with Bowie’s musicians during the recordings of Scary Monsters / The River that someone turned to Bruce at the time and asked him “Which band are you in?”

 

Bruce would remain an influence for Bowie over the years in a handful of ways. When Bowie did a studio outtake of artists including Lou Reed, Anthony Newley, and Iggy Pop at Westside Studios in London in 1985, Bowie also did a Bruce impersonation. (Even the lyrics that Bowie uses to test out his impressions sound like something 1970’s Bruce would: “When the fires broke out on the Rio Grande, put my foot to the board and it ate up the sand”.) In 1987, Bowie would draw inspiration from the big choruses of Born in the USA when he recorded Beat of Your Drum for Never Let Me Down. In 1996, Bowie would even go so far as to nick drummer, Zack Alford, who temporarily replaced Max Weinberg in Bruce’s “Other Band” during the early 90’s. Both Bowie in the album, Heathen, and Bruce in the album, The Rising, would visit the subject of post 9/11 New York and the resulting wreckage left by the collapse of the two hours. In 2013, during his penultimate album, The Next Day, Bowie would even borrow a line from “Born in a UFO”.

 

The thing is, though, no matter what friction existed between Bowie and Bruce during the mid to late 70’s, the two remained friends. Albeit, friends from a distance, but still friends. There’s a reason why, a few days after Bowie’s death, Bruce kicked off The River in Pittsburgh on January 16, 2016, Bruce took a minute to pay tribute to the support that Bowie lent Bruce in the early days before kicking off a rocking cover of Rebel Rebel. Was Bruce paying tribute to a friend from long ago? Were there a series of interactions between Bruce and Bowie to which no one was privy? Did Bruce rediscover Bowie’s music because he discovered his children listening to it? No one knows. This much is for certain, though. Bowie wouldn’t have been Bowie without Bruce, and Bruce wouldn’t have been Bruce without Bowie.

 

Orange Is the New Black – Season 6

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A little bit of a break from my ordinary bizarre film reviews to cover this one because I think a lot of people will be interested. It will be spoiler free.

I was a season 1 fan of Orange Is the New Black. I still remember when I first watched it. It is the story of a classic Netflix binge. I watched the first episode barely aware of what the show was. I was doing work while it played and before I knew it, I’d watched the entire first season. I love Piper. I love the theme song by Regina Spektor. I loved the orange jumpsuits. And the storyline, particularly the backstories that made us humanize and sympathize with the prisoners. I even tolerated Jason Biggs. But above all, I loved Yoga Jones. I’ve watched every season since and with the exception of season 5, which was messy but strived for so much, I’ve been a huge fan.

Season 6, though, is so removed from everything that made this show good. These characters have just a progression or two before I stop caring about any of them. That said, the show seems to be positioning each of the characters for one last big arc. And they should, because Orange Is the New Black is, unfortunately, running out of steam.

To circumnavigate this problem, season 6 also commits so many of the sins that shows do as they near the end. Do you remember when the Brady Bunch introduced Cousin Oliver in the last season? Or when Malcolm in the Middle’s family had a baby? The show follows this same trope and tries to give us a brand new group of characters who swoop in and replace a lot of the previous characters. And that makes me angry. I liked the old characters. But it’s not just that, I don’t like when shows make me sympathize with people and then just randomly cut them loose. So goodbye Yoga Jones. Goodbye Mei Chang. And many other people that you might have come to know and like over the last five seasons. They’re gone with no explanation and no ending. Just get them out of your head. It’ll be easier that way.

So the show is in a new setting with a new group of character, which makes you realize just how far this show has gone from the place where it originally began. It’s not that any of these storylines are bad. It’s more that I’m resentful of losing so much of the previous cast that I’m begrudging to sympathize with any of these new characters.

Not only are we deprived of so many of the characters, the show feels neutered and its lost a lot of its original powerful messages. Those amazing back stories that used to tie so seamlessly into the main plot and make us really care about the characters? Those are gone. The skeleton of that idea can be seen here, but they don’t really work like that anymore.

So, what is Orange Is The New Black if you take out half the characters, dump the backstories, and lose any meaning or power of the original few seasons? Well, it’s a neutered show that keeps you watching because it thinks up increasingly crazier situations for the characters. But, there are a hundred other shows that do that on television. If that’s all Orange Is The New Black is, the show is no longer special.

So, the show’s creators would be wise to end the show after season 7, which is scheduled to drop in 2019. If Orange Is The New Black gets to a season 8 or 9, this is not going to end well.

X – Bad, but not terrible

Lesson Learned: If you have a plot mechanism that works in a television show that makes it unique, don’t take it out to “revitalize” the show. That rarely if ever works. If your plot devices are running out of energy, you either need new/better writers or it’s time to think about ending your show. Not all television shows need to run for 10 seasons. I’d rather have a nice, powerful show with five seasons than stretch shows into 10+ seasons just because they’re popular. (Side Note: The Goldbergs is almost making the exact same mistake right now. It’ll be interesting to see if they get out of it.)