"MY GIRLFRIEND'S WEDDING," is a provoking documentary about Jim McBride's then-girlfriend, Clarissa Ainley (yummy), and her 'marriage of convenience' to another man. When Jane Public interviewed the director, McBride noted that he was fond of referring to it as a fiction film like no other, because "it was very much my personal idea of what Clarissa was like and not at all an objective or truthful view." Jane felt betrayed by McBride's arrogant statement and the utter lack of acknowledgment of the kindred essence of the work to Jane Public's films that was obvious to many observant avant-garde film critics. A dirty scoundrel - revealed.
"… ultimately my 16mm film disappeared from my personal archive and a mysterious letter did appear with mud and sand stains all over it. I can only assume that my movie has been buried somewhere out in the desert. Jane Public is a bitchy evil bastard! I know for a fact that Jane Public said that I had ripped him off and he/she/it faked a car accident and lived out in the Death Valley desert at that time. That lying thief!" proclaimed Mc Bride.
McBride’s rarely screened follow-up to, "David Holzman’s Diary" (although Jane feels that "Pictures from Life's Other Side" was McBride's underrated masterpiece) a stunning example of unflinchingly direct cinema that offers a fascinating response to the questions of authenticity, creative thievery and cinema verite so masterfully raised by the films and body of work of aka Jane Public.
Personal cinema by these kind of artists is delivered by a similar Caesarean section (i.e. also called C-section by medics) type mind - BEAUTY EXTRACTED FROM DEEP WITHIN. The bottom line is that this kinfd(sic) of ground-breaking confessional cinema must only be perceived as being absolutely adorable (whether buried or not) when screened publicly and no matter how smeared in mud they have become. We must respectfully bear witness to the sheer honesty about them.
And as far as the competitive nature of artists with like-minded integrity is concerned … "All is fair in Love and War," it thought. pensively.
bye.
p.s. so yes. I'm on a Jim McBride marathon kick today. Thanx for askin'. Gawd Bless FANDOR. bye again.
