Showing posts with label Mick Brown. Show all posts
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Sunday, February 10, 2008

Set Your VCR and Check Your Popcorn Supply



Documentary, (noun) - a film or TV program presenting the facts about a person or event
motion picture, motion-picture show, movie, moving picture, moving-picture show, pic, film, picture show, flick, picture - a form of entertainment that enacts a story by sound and a sequence of images giving the illusion of continuous movement; "they went to a movie every Saturday night"; "the film was shot on location"




Documentary (adj) - relating to or consisting of or derived from documents


Documentary (adj) - emphasizing or expressing things as perceived without distortion of personal feelings, insertion of fictional matter, or interpretation;
real, existent - being or occurring in fact or actuality; having verified existence; not illusory; "real objects"; "real people; not ghosts"; "a film based on real life"; "a real illness"; "real humility"; "Life is real! Life is earnest!"- Longfellow



Last year BBC announced our favorite, still avoiding justice murderer, Phil Spector, had given his first full-length interview in 35 years to British TV Director Vikram Jayanti, and filmmaker Anthony Wall.

The 90-minute documentary is based on some eight hours of interviews at Spector's Alhambra, California, "castle". Phil reportedly speaks about his relationships with the Beatles and John Lennon, as well as soul stars Ike and Tina Turner. He will also discuss his troubled personal life. "Poor Phil"

Perhaps some might conjecture the interview should have been conducted in a California prison. It has been five years since Lana Clarkson was found murdered in the foyer of that same home. No evidence of any excuse for the crime other than "our Phil" playing one of his well-known games of senseless, reckless, violence toward women.

The original announcement claimed that BBC "has been granted unprecedented access to legendary Phil Spector as he stands trial for murder. The reclusive star has not given an interview in 35 years. But he has agreed to speak to the BBC for a no-holds-barred Wall documentary." FALSE

Apparently, the 2002 Spector interviews with Mick Brown on the exact same material is conveniently forgotten.

Especially endearing is Spector's own voice saying "I wasn't that well. I wasn't insane, wellum, I wasn't well. I am not able to function in regular society . . . I take medication for schizophrenia, I am the product of marriage between cousins . . . I don't play anything if I can't win . . ."

The upcoming 90-minute Jayanti/Wall "documentary" subtitled The Agony and The Ecstasy of Phil Spector was originally scheduled to air last autumn and then was delayed awaiting the final outcome of the case. Apparently, the Brits like so many of us have given up hope that the trial will ever have a conclusion.

Despite some BBC bigwigs expressing concern that the broadcast should be delayed until after the second trial, and their frank questioning of whether the program makers might be too close to their subject, the decision to wait has been revised to air this April.

Director Jayanti said, "Our interviews have covered an awful lot of ground, including the trial. The position the defense has taken is that Clarkson killed herself. I'm trying to stay out of issues of guilt or innocence.

I am more interested inthis strange collusion between an artistic genius and the criminal justice system.

I asked him if he would deconstruct his hits. Ultimately that's interesting - what he hears. For all the great fun of his public personna, there is also the music. I want to get past the history of it all because I'm not interested in archaeology. I'm interested in who he is not and what's going on in his head. I asked him if he would demonstrate his hits."

Jayanti and wall both have extensive history in lauding entertainment and music personalities. Peter Sellers, Bob Dylan

Documentary??? Or perhaps just another visit to "Phil, the manipulative" media user and abuser.

Personally, can't wait. Should be as much fun as listening to the genius rip Ike Turner at his funeral last December or revisit accounts of how he abused his children and made them watch his wierd sexual encounters. Where is the remote control when you need it?