Two of my favourite contemporary artist are Jake and Dinos Chapman. The Chapmans’ seem to to be nicely demolishing the contemporary postmodern art world, with its great expressions of emptiness and nothingness without purpose. They seem to be reconceiving what art needs to be in 21st century, opening an all new space…

This artwork featuring Stephen Hawking called “Ubermensch”, speaks for itself about contemporary values.

Here are two views.

I met Jake Chapman at his Melbourne talk a few years back. While Kristen got her copy of Meatphysics signed conversation turned to Chapmans’ artwork “Hell” and how, in an anti-Adorno vein, holocausts themselves have a potential to be considered as acts of the darkest poetry. Much like Chapman’s own piece, “Hell”. His is a very daring and confrontational mind. I felt in the presence of a kindred spirit.

Fascism is Sexy

April 21, 2008

Don’t you think? It has acquired a real chic, deep intellectual appeal and glamour in the early 21st century…

But Sexy?

Well, at least these photos are, of young Croatian, female fascists. Notice the Ustase tattoo in the later on the girls inviting hip.

Women and Fascism is an interesting topic I have been exploring recently. Previously understood as mostly a male dominated movement, transcendental tendencies of the Great Mother and the Jungian Female Archetype have long been part of Fascist body politic. I’ll post about some of these ideas later, here on Idea Fix, where Fascism is discussed openly, playfully, honestly and forthrightly!… the same way the Left has long had the right and the privilege to openly discuss its ideas and ideology and the many grand and differing traditions that have feed off Marxism, Communism and Socialism.

But really we all know Fascism is all about Sex, don’t we, by now? Or do we?

Cherry Rocked

April 20, 2008

Can you think of a better way to spend Hitler’s birthday than at Cherry Rock Music Fest 08? Put together by James Young and his team, Cherry Rock is a yearly music lane way festival featuring hard rocking Australian and International acts. A last minute venue change meant the event moved from AC/DC lane to The Palace.

James Young is an old friend of mine. He’s acted in two of my movies, “Bloodlust” and “Pearls Before Swine”. In addition, we shot a cameo for him and Jon Hewitt in the new one. He also used to promote Chaser’s “Hard and Fast” - a great place for picking up pussy in the late 80s and early 90s. He was a lawyer but headed into creative areas by running the ad agency SEE. He has now started his own company “Cherry Rock” of which this event is one of its productions.

James Young loves his hard rock. AC/DC,  Stones, Zeppelin, Guns n Roses, Turbo Negro, etc. He loves his Elvis too… especially the King’s latter day sartorial splendor. He was decked out in a fine black Vegas Elvis-style rine stone suit, that “he had, had made up himself”. An excellent MC, James intro’d each band and hyped up the 1000 or so punters at The Palace into a rocking frenzy.

I’m not a huge hard rock fan, preferring synth, electro and moody vocals etc, but I do dig its aggression and what-the-fuck attitude on occasion and this was in ambundance at Cherry Rock.

X were good. The Hell City Glamours really rocked and by this stage I was pissed and getting right into it. The Hitmen were retro hard rock and had an early eighties New Wave mode with the lead singer dancing ala Ian Curtis . The Galvatrons mixed in some synth rock that I really thought was cool. The Raveonettes with their 50s stylings, bop and ace tunes were my favorite act though…

Kristen was up to her usual tricks. She didn’t bring her ID and somehow managed to offend the door man at The Palace (old Metro). I had to make some calls to get her inside and it took some doing. That girl needs a good spanking sometimes… that I’m more than happy to dish out, given half an opportunity…

I scooted before Supersuckers but I’m sure they would have been great. Congrats to Jamie Young and team for pulling together a late minute venue change and carrying the torch locally for hard rocking enthusiasts out there. James is a true fan of this under appreciated music style and it comes across in the fest’s line up and attitude.

Again responding to the State of Emergency in the Australian Film Industry, Robert Connolly has written a paper called Embracing Innovation (aka The White Paper) about the need for innovation in the Australian Film Industry. From a quick glance it looks very interesting.

See here.

Maybe I was wrong about this guy. The Bank wasn’t too bad, Three Dollars had David Wenham in it, who is ace. He produced Romulus, while it wasn’t my cup of tea, I can see why it was made and it also had magic man Eric Bana in it. Connolly is also making a film called Balibo, about the Indonesian invasion of East Timor and the murder of the Balibo five. I hope its bloody, brutal and shows both sides of the battle being equally corrupt. Connolly’s quotes on Into the Shadows trailer… are good also. So, Bob Connolly’s OK in our book. We salute him for at least getting off his arse and coming up with a constructive document for much needed change. Why don’t more people do this? Afraid to rock the boat? This Embracing Innovation paper and The MUFF manifesto should act as a guide to what to do at 2020. And Bob C, as he’s on the guest list, if you read this… good luck at the conference. Transform those words about innovation in vital action.

An examination and my own detailed views on Connolly’s paper will be posted in coming weeks.

Daniel Scharf sent me this article (below) by Jim Schembri, Age film critic.

I like Jim Schembri, he has criticised the Australian film industry in the 00’s. He has now embraced and is espousing what we have been saying - the genre philosophy in Australian film making - as outlined in the MUFF manifesto and elsewhere. This theory we have seen proven many times in practice in this country and this decade (see his article). While many critics walk around praising crap like Black Balloon, Clubland, Blueberger, September, etc. Schembri stands firm and tells it like it is.

Here is his article (in blue) with my comments after:

Tough lessons for the film industry

  • Jim Schembri
    April 16, 2008
Australian industry is failing to attract audiences and needs to acknowledge its problems.

AUSTRALIAN cinema is in a fragile and perilous state. So, with the 2020 Summit soon to be upon us, let us now cast our eyes towards the future with great hope — and great fear.

The hope is that by 2020 Australian cinema will be doing what it should be doing now: producing films that are engaging, vibrant, intelligent, distinctive, well-made and — most of all — popular.

The fear, however — accompanied by the dread of the inevitable — is that the year 2020 will find Australian cinema precisely where it is now: lost in the shadows of the arthouses, playing to empty theatres, addicted to government funding and still desperately scraping to make itself relevant to an audience that barely knows it exists.

The Australian film industry needs a lot of things to survive, but the last thing it needs is for the 2020 Summit to recite yet more rhetorical rote about how important film is to our culture and how it must tell Australian stories in Australian voices to Australian audiences. We know that.

Trouble is, Australian cinema produces far too many flops and bad films to justify any more flatulent motherhood statements about what its job is. What is sorely needed is the open acknowledgment that it is not doing its job, that it is failing in its duty to the one thing it was created to serve — the public.

Let us pray that somewhere during the 2020 Summit — maybe in a back room somewhere or during a coffee break — a resolution is made about how films are made and who they are made for. What Australian cinema needs by 2020 is a new mindset that is no longer blinded by rhetoric to all the dross it produces. It needs to face up to its failure.

It needs to hit the refresh icon on its vocabulary. It needs to learn that “entertainment” and “art” are not mutually exclusive terms, that “popular” and “commercial” are not dirty words. It also needs to do away with its automatic contempt for the conventions of genre.

We hope that, by 2020, everyone in the Australian film industry will have learnt an important lesson that some savvy local filmmakers have already twigged to — that applying the principles of genre and understanding how successful formulas work can enhance, not diminish, the distinctive Australian character of their stories.

Wolf Creek was a horror film, The Proposition a western, Crackerjack and The Castle were situation comedies, Strictly Ballroom was a musical, Muriel’s Wedding a comedy-drama, The Man from Snowy River an adventure romance, Crocodile Dundee a fish-out-of-water comedy. All are examples of proficient genre filmmaking and none could be faulted for compromising their local flavour. By 2020, genre films should be the rule rather than the exception.

If the 2020 Summit could achieve just one thing it would be to put an end to the industry of excuse-making that surrounds the industry’s shortcomings. Apparently, the reason Australia produces so many bad films is because the industry goes in “cycles”, as though a high quota of bad films is somehow inevitable and necessary for the good ones to get made — a bizarre philosophy peculiar to the Australian film industry.

The popularity of these films also expose the oft-spouted fallacy that the local market is too small to support a self-sustaining film industry, that there’s just not enough Australians to make Australian films profitable on their own turf.

Yet every week the Australian box office figures prove beyond any question that there is a huge audience out there. If unexceptional pieces of American multiplex fodder, such as Step Up 2, can make $7.6 million in four weeks on a regular basis, why can’t Australian films? Why are there month-long droughts when Australian films aren’t even in the top 15 list? Why does something like 95 cents in every dollar spent at the Australian box office go back overseas?

Plenty of reasons, apparently. American cultural imperialism, blockbuster marketing budgets, audience conditioning to Hollywood product and so on and so forth and such like. The little Aussie film just gets squeezed out of the picture by all these unstoppable forces. The one thing that never gets mentioned, of course, is lack of storytelling skill — of understanding such narrative principles as foreshadowing, pacing, scene building and structure. We do it so well on TV, but on film we’re mostly at sea.

Let’s also pray that in 2020 the endemic handout mentality nurtured by decades of government funding will long be over and that filmmakers will raise their own budgets, thus giving them a powerful incentive to connect with audiences rather than having the taxpayer pick up the tab when the film bombs.

Australian cinema has long neglected the interests and needs of its audience. By 2020 the prayer is that our filmmakers will be serving them so well that the only money they give them is when they buy their ticket.

Jim Schembri is an Age senior writer who specialises in film.

What do you think of that?

Schembri is not describing a ‘problem’ with the local industry, this is a full scale Australian Film Industry Crisis he is describing! As spelled out, yet again in the MUFF manifesto of three years ago. Schembri is right the status quo will just continue to 2020, unless something is done. He’s right if Step Up 2 can take in 7.6 million, there is no excuse.

I have been shouting such notions since 2000 so much, that my voice is hoarse. What have I got in return? Some enemies. And for what? Caring enough about our screen culture to speak up about it!

One of the main problems is the people in the funding bodies. Who are they? These faceless bureaucrats? Never made a film, wouldn’t know how to, professional political spongers pulling down a 100G or double that (!) a year. Don’t get me wrong these organistaion have some great people in them. But are they the decision makers? Many know nothing about making films and hold endless committee meetings to discuss all that they do not know.

We could do away with the whole system and just give slabs of dough with executive powers to build slates of films along a Producer driven model. For example establish different funds for ten films or so with happening producers like Daniel Scharf, Pete Ford, Mark Pennell, John Brousek, David Lightfoot, the Jacobsen brothers and many others. And see what happens. If one Producer fails on a slate of ten films to bring in a hit, we try fresh blood. Soon you would see a lot of interesting work and an industry to rival any small country in the world.

We need to lead the world in Cinema like we once did in the 70’s. We could be making crazed action films like those from Korea, violent horror films like the US, bizarre sex films like the Europeans, gritty crime films like the British. On I could go on…

As for the 2020 conference…

Who are the representatives from the Oz Film Community at 2020? Robert Connolloy director of The Bank and Three Dollars and Ana Kokkinos director of The Book of Revelations. Three of 00’s absolute worst Oz film stinkers. They will guide us out of the quigmire?

Cate Blanchett, creative rep on the steering committee of 2020, should do something. Is this role purely a symbolic one? Get some real innovators from the film industry in at 2020!

Marcus Westbury got a late minute call up to 2020 last Friday… I received an email from him about it. They added him to bring some much needed spice to the arts debate.

I’ll say the obvious, why not invite Jim Schembri, for a start?!

While your at it, where is my invite? I’ll give you more than a bit of paprika, too. I’ll stick some much needed Roman Candles up certain comfy exec posteriors and light the long needed to be lit fuses. Then we can just sit back and watch the fireworks, while plotting a real future for our cinema. More on this later!

Is this the image we will see (below) of the 2020 creative forum or something different?

Click on picture and tell me you don’t laugh!

Just saw Tropfest films first movie, September and I don’t want to sound like Bobby Galinsky but this film was so boring, so dull, so pedestrian… I just don’t know what to say.

But I’ll give it a go, anyway…

First, September. The title - it sucks. It’s also a copy of Woody Allen’s film of the same name. So its unoriginal.

Second, the story is paper thin. Here it is. 1968 WA - Boy is friends with Aboriginal boy. Father employs Aboriginal Father. Government brings in equal pay for Aborigines in 1968 (Yes the political correct message, government public service announcement part- OMG!). Minor conflict. Aboriginal Boy runs away to join a boxing troop. The End. Producer John Polson said this was the best script out of 30. What the fuck were the other 29 like? I dare to think. The story is mind numbingly tedious, no one would want to see this tale… and no one did. I wondered why films like Romulus and Black Balloon get praised so much in Australia. Compared to September they truly are masterpieces.

Third, Mise en scene. Endless shots of the Australian out back as a character. How often have you seen this in Australian movies? 100, 200 times? Its not interesting. Its dull. Have a zombie or car chase or nuclear accident happen and the outback could be interesting. But dull shots of the outback is a decidedly Australian cinematic trope, we should loose. Its so, so cliche.

Fourth, the cast. They collectively have the personality of a postage stamp. The young Aboriginal boy is best. His father’s character is a racist portrayal of an Aboriginal Uncle Tom that you can do nothing with accept wince. The white boy’s Dad gives a walking dead performance Romero would be proud of. And the young male lead is a prat and plays a cowardly character.

Fifth, the direction. Peter Carstairs direction is uninspired, awful and insipid. His tale would put dogs to sleep in Vets without the injection. His shorts (a DVD extra) are mildly better, because they last under ten minutes each.

Sixth, I can’t go on, I’m sorry.

You get the idea, surely. Don’t believe me? You just find out for yourself.

The DVD extras are good for a laugh. Learn filmmaking tips from John Polson, Tropfest creator like “Filmmaking is like driving a bus”. You heard it here first, just get a bus drivers manual and go make your next movie, hey presto.

Please, why would Tropfest make this concrete slab of mediocrity?

Polson in the extras complains about making films ‘the Hollywood way’. You mean good? You mean make films people might want to see? He’s probably referencing genre.

Who is this guy Polson anyway? Who gives a shit if he’s Nicole Kidman’s friend or cleans her pool. Apart from running Tropfest what does this turkey do? Siam Sunset, I think I saw it - Shit. His other films look worse. He’s acted in some second rate Australian and US fodder, so what? This is the guru of the future of Australian cinema? Will research him and do a post on Mr Tropfest John Polson, later.

Oh by the way at the local DVD library there was one measly copy of September and 9 copies of Gabriel by Shane Abess, done the genre way. That should speak for itself.

2007 MUFF hit - Andrew Traucki and David Nerlich’s excellent Blackwater blew everyone away at our 35mm screening at the Erwin Rado Theatre in September 2007. We were proud to be the only festival in Australia to have played it, after every other dull fest rejected it and were equally chuffed to World Premiere it at MUFF 8.

We can now add Traucki and Nerlich to our ever growing and important list of MUFF discovered talent!

But in some good news for the Black Water team, their new film has become one the biggest selling Oz movies of 2007. They claim the biggest! They have sold it overseas to over 40 territories and have a theatrical in the UK and Australia next month. So stand by around the world for this cool Dogme style croc attack flick. Its got a documentary feel and is a scary cinema experience.

See story here.

Black Water is also on the cover of the latest issue of IF mag, out now.

Here is the the trailer for Wachowski Brothers film, “Speed Racer”. I’m sure a lot of you may have seen it. I like the work of these guys (the Wachowski’s I mean, especially Larry who is into S&M and has a dominatrix girl friend), though the last Matrix movie was poor. I liked their V For Vendetta producing/writing effort, from a few years ago and Bound is a perverse low budget guilty pleasure.

While I generally dislike CGI, these guys are being creative with it like Robert Rodrigeuz did in Sin City, i.e. to capture a whole new look and color spectrum only possible with the help of CGI, that also recreates the hyper energy or actual look of comics/cartoons.

The films colors look dazzling and startling… like the photographs of that (rumored) famous crack head photographer David La Chapelle. Indeed, the look of “Speed Racer” I will dub the first example of “Crack Cinema”, whose bright and flashing spectrums of color seems to be the cinematic equivalent of crack. Hollywood has been heading in this direction since the hyper action films of Don Simpson and his partner Jerry Bruckheimer and their ‘borrowing’ of the look of Michael Mann’s work. Bruckheimer produced “Thief”, so can perhaps truly claim to have helped invent this look. Another famous coke head Paul Schrader influenced this look as well with American Gigolo. Simposon/Bruckheimer added silly and childish scripts, pumped up machismo, action sequences that look they were directed by or for someone on coke, etc., that all pepper their films and they established a new aesthetic. I dub this look, logically called, ‘Cocaine Cinema’ that appeared through Simpson/Bruckheimer in the late 80’s and early 90’s. Since then, this aesthetic has become the predominant language of the American action film, ever since. It can be seen in the cheap imitation of an imitation works of Hollywood hacks like Brett Ratner, Mc G (!) and other Simpson wannabe’s.

The stakes have been raised though, it seems as the Wachowski brothers have moved from ‘coke’ to ‘crack cinema’. How appropriate this comes from the production house of Joel Silver - who was supposedly the basis for Saul Rubinek’s Lee Donowitz character in True Romance.

Crack cinema appears to be here, people. Look out, Bling Bling…

Here is a review of the new Gillian Armstrong movie Death Defying Acts from intrepid cinematic truth speaker - Bobby Galinsky.

I’ve never been overtly fond of Armstrong’s work and her rise to prominence in the Australia film industry almost heralded the death nell for the excitement of the Oz cinema Renaissance of the 70’s. Some of her early features are good, especially My Brilliant Career, but in recent years what I have seen of her work has been a bit dull.

I have not seen Unfolding Florence, but think I would like that movie having seen and admired the film subject’s erotic art over the years. I’ll find it on DVD.

Anyway, Bobby’s review is entitled: “My Not So Brilliant Career”.

Over to you Mr.Galinsky:

Okay, it’s official: Gillian Armstrong is dead. After meandering through an marginally interesting but ultimately disappointing and highly overrated two decades of film making after MY BRILLIANT CAREER, she tippy-toed through a semi-groovy doco (UNFOLDING FLORENCE) a couple of years ago–convincing government bodies around the world that she was still alive—and truly could take one more grand dive at ruining a great premise and ensure that Rohypnol was just the liquified version of 99% of her films. DEATH DEFYING ACTS is the hat-trick, the triptych of local rubbish that completes the double-act that HEY HEY IT’S ESTHER BLUEBERGER and THE BLACK BALLOON started the year with. No small accomplishment here!


Ok, here’s how it works! Take Harry Houdini, one of the most riveting characters in the last 150 years. Now add Catherine Zeta-Jones, one of the most beautiful and accomplished leading ladies. Ooops, Houdini is dead so get Guy Pearce, who is hands-down one of the grooviest actors on the planet and put him with CZ-J. Ok, that’s better. Now, totally ignore any of the seventy billion groovy stories you could take from the history books (including the ones Tony Curtis used in George Marshall’s iconic 1953 puncher) , and wave your alchemist’s wand and ‘POOF‘ …. Armstrong makes any possible screen chemistry disappear faster than Claudia Schiffer in David Copperfield’s bedroom. There is more chemistry in a Hell’s Angels meth lab in Campbelfield after a raid than there was anywhere up there on the screen.

The script, which is like navigating the Kokoda Trail blindfolded at night on crutches, was not much of a help to her but that’s okay; because with somewhere near $20m without a lot of change left, there obviously wasn’t enough time or money to create even a semblance of atmosphere, or a couple of brief shining moments in the darkness. Not unlike waking up in a hotel in Adelaide and realizing you don’t have a ticket back to civilization. Fortunately, though—the film did end. After 3 faux endings and too many close ups of Timothy Spall’s teeth, which is not what you want to have in your head when you venture out in the darkness of the Melbourne CBD.

So, I hope I’m done sledging the local films for the next year, because I feel like I’m criticizing my own family at a Christmas dinner. Not that there’s anything wrong with that…and it would be Hanukkah, instead of Christmas, but you get the point… but when you are forced to slap your family, you want them to know it’s for their own good. Even though for some of them it’s too late. - Robert Lewis Galinsky


Congratulations to Croatian restaurant Katarina Zrinski for heeding Idea Fix’s call for more Fascist leader portraits to be hung in Melbourne restaurants. See here. They have started what is surely to be a hip new dining trend, by hanging a portrait of Croatian Poglavenik ( Leader) Ante Pavelic! While blood thirsty butchers of the left like Mao and Stalin are ubiquitous and hanging everywhere across Melbourne restaurants, the fascist leader poster issue is still a “hot tomali” of cultural Political Correctness.

In the on going reformation of Fascist political theory, this most noble of ideas must be viewed historically as a bull wark against the dread leveling of Communism and Socialism. Most Fascist leaders must be viewed, at least in part, as commendable, as they stood up for their individual Nations in the fight against Communism - the true Terror of the 20th century.

Pavelic is no angel and has the usual scoreboard of offences against various minorities, but he founded the modern State of Croatia and is clearly a Croatian National hero. Hence his poster boy image at Croatian clubs and restaurant. And Compared to Mao he is a virtual Saint!

The local Jewish community are complaining about the Croatian restaurant. But until they ask for portraits of Mao and Stalin to be removed from Restaurants… how can the community have a problem with minor human rights offenders, by comparison, like Pavelic. Do the Jewish community only complain because their own ethnic identity and Nationalism is contested by their ancestors treatment at the hands of certain misguided Fascist regime’s of yore? The Jewish community proudly has its own National State of Israel now, that, it could be argued, is more Nationalistic than Croatia even. We applaud the State of Israel here at Idea Fix and welcome all Jewish people and thinkers into the new Transcendental Fascist Internationale. You are our friends, we love and respect your people, religion, culture and the great Nation of Israel. Yes, mighty Israel fought for with heroic Jewish old fighters in a swelter of blood and iron. Any future fascist’s should say ’sorry’ for the past excesses of over zealous and misguided leaders of history, but naturally acknowledge this is hardly enough to make up for past errors. The Tribes of Israel are clearly part of the Indo-European geo-political block. In a sense we are all Jews now. But I feel the vocal Jewish Community cannot complain when heroes of the Nationalist movements are made objects of pop culture or National pride, apropos like many in the Left. Fascism, or a new variant there of, is an exciting subject for cultural renewal. While we must acknowledge its past errors and mistakes (no greater than many Left Errors of the USSR?) and look forward to a bright future, with Zion as our staunch ally. We completely support the right of Jewish restaurants to put up portraits of even their own most right wing leaders like Sharon and others, but you cannot dictate the sources of other’s Nationalistic origin or Pride. To do so is hypocritical, retrograde and unproductive.

Plus its only a poster people, lighten up…

Do not back down Melbourne Croatian club, fight the good fight and do not allow anyone to dictate your sources of National pride, all the while acknowledging your proud position in the great Australian experiment.

Here is an Age good food guide review of the restaurant here.

Here is an article on the controversy here.

And here is some info on Ante Pavelic and his anti communist Ustase here.

Katarina Zrinski… you just picked up a new customer! I highly recommend Idea Fix readers to do the same… for the simple act of defiance against the dangerous Left wing hero worship of the likes of Mao. Dine happy under the Poglavenik’s ever watchful eye. Dobar Tek!