Showing posts with label Film. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Film. Show all posts

Friday, October 28, 2016

A Remembrance Of Pier Paolo Pasolini


Just a gentle reminder how dangerous Italy can be, and how often, justice gets swept under the rug for political reasons.

Controversial Italian film director Pier Paolo Pasolini was a poet and public intellectual who hated the direction Italy was taking. He died November 02, 1975 under mysterious circumstances which still are subject to considerable debate.

As we come up to the anniversary of Pasolini's death, it helps to get background.

Supposedly killed by a single killer, a homosexual prostitute, many in Italy believe it was the state that killed him. A 2014 movie Pasolini by director Abel Ferrara starring Willem Dafoe was denied the Golden Lion at Venice's Biennale as Italy found the subject matter, too hot to handle.

Who really killed Pier Paolo Pasolini?

Ed Vulliamy, The Guardian August 24, 2014
Who really killed Pier Paolo Pasolini?
Ferrara says: "I know who killed Pasolini," but will not give a name...Pelosi was convicted in 1976, with "unknown others". Forensic examination by Dr Faustino Durante concluded that "Pasolini was the victim of an attack carried out by more than one person". 
On appeal, however, the "others" were written out of the verdict.
Pasolini's view of a new totalitarianism whereby hyper-materialism was destroying the culture of Italy can be seen now as brilliant foresight into what has happened to the world generally in an internet age. But his critique had been, for months before the murder, more specific. He had singled out television as an especially pernicious influence, predicting the rise and power of a type such as media-mogul-turned-prime minister Silvio Berlusconi long before time.

More specific still, he had written a series of columns for Corriere della Sera denouncing the leadership of the ruling Christian Democratic party as riddled with Mafia influence, predicting the so-called Tangentopoli – "kickback city" – scandals 15 years later, whereby an entire political class was put under arrest during the early 1990s. In his columns, Pasolini declared that the Christian Democratic leadership should stand trial, not only for corruption but association with neo-fascist terrorism, such as the bombing of trains and a demonstration in Milan...
 
 Again, a spine-chilling vindication: these were the so-called "years of lead" in Italy, culminating in the bombing of Bologna station five years after Pasolini's death by neo-fascists working with the secret services, killing 82 people...
So it was that, in the wake of the murder in 1975, those close to Pasolini saw the hand of power behind his killing. It would not have been a first: prominent leftists were often attacked or killed; feminist Franca Rame, who would marry the anarchist playwright Dario Fo, was gang-raped by neo-fascists, urged by the Carabinieri... 
Then, in 2005, the floodgates opened. Pelosi, interviewed on television, retracted his confession, saying that two brothers and another man had killed Pasolini, calling him a "queer" and "dirty communist" as they beat him to death. They frequented, he said, the Tiburtina branch of the MSI neo-fascist party. Three years later, Pelosi gave further names in an essay called "Deep Black", released by the radical publisher Chiarelettere, revealing connections to even more extreme fascist cells tied to the state secret services, saying he had not previously dared to speak, after threats to his family. 
One of Pasolini's closest friends, assistant director Sergio Citti, then came to the fore to say that his own investigations had produced evidence entirely overlooked: bloodied pieces of the stick dumped close to the football pitch, and a witness ignored by the official investigation who had seen five men drag Pasolini from the car...

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Coincidentally, Pasolini's anniversary also falls on the day UK student Meredith Kercher's body was found in Perugia, November 02, 2007. The twists and turns of her murder case have in many ways also revealed the workings of the Italian deep state, and the unexpected outcome, where even though the courts ruled she had been killed in conjunction with others, only we are now left with a sole killer, like Pasolini, heightens the mystery..

It appears that certain powers in Italy, would not like the Knox/Sollecito case reopened. We have seen that already in the Monster of Florence murder investigations as well. In a country where neither prime ministers, nor judges, nor journalists, nor private citizens, are safe, people must indeed tread very lightly. They must keep silent and accept things the way they are since it's "over".

Kudos, then, to those who would not be cowed.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Films I have loved




"The stuff that dreams are made of."


I've been a writer, a composer, and an artist. But what comes back to me now is the visual sense. We are so closed there, and I see that as a third eye chakra issue, over and over again. How nice it would be to be to see things as they really are, instead of the way we would like them to be? This is what we need to balance our psychic-spiritual needs.


And to see not only bleakness, but, beauty. Humanity and Nature in all its colours. We are beings of light, and the play of light in a darkened cinema hall awakens us in so many ways.


We stayed for a while in a hotel in Tokyo when we moved there. There was a movie theater across from us. I already had snuck away from home a few times in London at age 2, and so, I snuck away from home, age 3, to see a movie. It was Captain Blood, the silent 1928 version with Douglas Fairbanks Sr, and I was hooked.


Hitchcock's 1956 movie, Rear Window, Mike Todd's 1958 Around the World in 80 Days, and Hammer Films 1959 Dracula, to thrill me. The 'toga movies' Ben Hur and The Fall of the Roman Empire, and El Cid, to inspire me. Chaplin, the Three Stooges, Laurel and Hardy, Jerry Lewis and Dean Martin and others that made me laugh. And countless others I saw, with permission or not :)


At the military school I went to they had an outdoor auditorium that showed movies every Friday night! New releases that didn't have the heavy handed Pakistani censorship all over it. Every Friday night, except when I was in detention, which happened all too frequently due to an unfortunate disciplinary problem of talking back, and not doing my homework (because I was too busy reading books from the library) Mostly British movies but also the old American classics. Wow.


Then we got a TV set, and I've watched every Academy Award since 1968.


Then we came to Canada and I REALLY started watching movies. My first job offer? Working in a porn cinema which I didn't take due to anticipatory legalities, alas :(


But yes, I watched films since I was three and seen thousands since. I even have over six hundred DVD titles. But I can't give you a list of all my favourites, and even a 10 best or whatever. But still, here's a list of just some of the movies I have loved.




  • To Kill A Mockingbird: great characters, great actors, great movie


  • Night of the Generals and Lord Jim: with the great Irish actor Peter O' Toole.


  • Lawrence of Arabia: A sweeping movie never matched since.


  • The Longest Day: the many stories of war that culminate on D-Day.


  • The Servant: Dirk Bogarde, evil butler.


  • Avatar: In Imax 3-D, an earth as a living energy.


  • Gone With The Wind: A great movie made even more enjoyable by reading the novel first.


  • The Musicals: Hair, Jesus Christ Superstar, The Chorus, Hello, Dolly!


  • Chariots of Fire: The runners, the music, and a man who runs to celebrate God.


  • Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon: Everything I love about the Chinese culture, and film.


  • Dirty Dancing: Dance AND Music, Patrick Swayze and Jennifer Grey, a chemistry that lights up the screen!


  • The Deer Hunter: The music score alone was amazing, the great anti-war movie.


  • The Mists of Avalon: I loved the novel, and the movie transcended it. The energy glowed.


  • The Lord of the Rings trilogy: Wow!


  • Once: A charming little movie, with ordinary artists making extraordinary music together.


  • The Red Violin: Chloe's a sucker for strings. Me, too. The violin's a character in the movie too.


  • Zombie movies: Shaun of the Dead, Dawn of the Dead. Gebbriel's a sucker for Zombie movies. Me, too. More so than Vampire or Werewolf movies. Go figure.


  • Movies about composers: Impromptu, Chopin; Immortal Beloved, Beethoven; Amadeus, Mozart; Tous les Matins du Monde, Marais. And any movie with a score by Ennio Morricone automatically gets added to my list.


  • Mad Hot Ballroom: too many documentaries to list; well, Up the Yangtze and Man on a Wire comes to mind, but this little charmer about inner school kids whose teacher starts the first ballroom dancing class in New York City schools and teaches them self-esteem.


  • Cinderella Man: Because I was in it, and I showed up in the movie poster (sorta)


  • Star Wars: Spaceships, interplanetary wars, yeah!


  • Y tu Mama Tambien: Two horny teens grow up. If there's a language I just love the sound of, it's Spanish. But the road trip through Mexico was beautiful too.


  • The Motorcycle Diaries: Road trip through South America, Che Guevara, Spanish.


  • Slum Dog Millionaire/Monsoon Wedding: All the intense colours I remember from India. Jai ho!


  • Amelie: A little girl sets out to make other people happy, and it's in Paris, though then you'll have to see the director Jean-Pierre Jeunet's OTHER movie, Delicatessen, about a deli that er, eats the rich and unpleasant :)

So yes, I love movies. I love them because like all good art, they can actually raise people's awareness to a higher level. I love them because the combination of sound, and light in a dark theater has an effect that reaches us at the level of our souls. And I loved them, and wanted to make one myself.


When I wrote Man From Atlan I saw the book as a movie unfolding before my eyes; I heard the dialogue and the music of the spheres, and I knew that the book could reach one audience, and a movie based on the book, another, larger one.


I knew nothing about making movies, just what it would look like. So I went to Hollywood and an agent wanted me to play an Indian palmist "if you could do it with a funny accent" :( Damn, I could have got my Union card. And all the studios said the book would have to be published first and that's how I published the book myself, and if that didn't help me get anywhere in Hollywood, it helped me get started on my healing practice, and one door closed, and another opened.


So even though I did go back to Los Angeles again, and had ONE actual chance, even then I knew it just wasn't where I should be focusing at that point in time.


Los Angeles was the best place for me, for a while. But even if I helped the lead singer for Earth Wind and Fire who somehow wasn't able to connect me with Michael Jackson or lived up the road from Stephen Spielberg or healed Denzel Washington's children's nanny's grandson :) or cured Mel Gibson's producer's diabetes it just wasn't right anymore (I know, the name dropping is sooo Hollywood:) Even a Canadian producer who really liked it said "it'll be too expensive". No it won't because it won't have the special effects that ruin every movie. It'll be simple, on a human level.


But that is by the bye. There was a time when I realized I already had done everything I wanted. Had the school, the healing center, the students and passed on my knowledge. All the spiritual events have been set in motion, and now it's not up to me to look for people, but people who are looking for me, will find me.


Yes there are movies to see and still enjoy, and even, perhaps, to make. But what I wanted to share with you today is my love of film, and if it is in you to make a film yourself, then, do so.