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Mailer Trailer Madness!

"Bold, innovative, wonderful... stinks!"

The more I discover about proto-hipster and egotistical hardnut Norman “The White Negro” Mailer’s film career, the more intrigued I become. I’ve already written about Maidstone, his rarely-seen 1970 feature that culminates in him being savagely attacked with a hammer by a demented Rip Torn. And I’m sure, at some point down the line, I’ve referenced ‘The Worst Line Reading in Cinema History‘ (and you really must watch that if you haven’t seen it), courtesy of Ryan O’Neal in 1987 potboiler Tough Guys Don’t Dance.

And now I’ve just happened across the trailer for that film, a slice of genuine weirdness featuring the man himself orating a selection of test audience comments on the film – some gently positive, others outright hostile (“….sleazy garbage!”) – in a pseudo-chilling deadpan, whilst eyeballing the camera.

While certainly unorthodox in concept, the trailer makes a decent fist of creating a refreshingly self-deprecating aura of mystique around a film which ultimately opened to poor reviews and is now widely regarded as a flop. According to Hal Hinson in the Washington Post, “You’ll see worse films than Tough Guys Don’t Dance, and God knows you’ll see better, but you’ll have to go a long way before you see anything stranger.” The same could certainly be said for the trailer. Watch for yourself below:

Shock tactics

Harmony Korine’s short film Umshini Wam (Bring Me My Machine Gun) has been picked up exclusively by Vice magazine. Ninja and Yo Landi of South African rap oddities Die Antwoord star as wheelchair bound gangsters who roll around, swear a lot in what sounds like a Jersey accent (as in Channel Islands Jersey), and well… you’ll find out.

How you feel about this will depend on your feelings about Korine (writer of Kids, director of Gummo and last year’s inexplicable You’ve Been Framed-meets-Dante’s Inferno carnage Trash Humpers).  Whether you hail him as a cutting-edge provocateur or dismiss him as an overhyped bore there is absolutely nothing on show here that will change your mind. Umshini Wam is deadpan, disjointed, self-consciously odd, nicely shot and worth a watch.

Anyway, if you really want to be shocked, you could do a lot worse than get into The Gerogerigegege, a Japanese music project, which started in 1985, and shambled on until the disappearance of lead creative mind Juntaro Yamanouchi a few years ago.

Notable for onstage masturbation (sometimes via vacuum – NSFW), and album titles like ‘Tokyo Anal Dynamite’, ‘Recollections of Primary Masturbation’ and ‘Saturday Night Big Cock Salaryman’, you’ll need to be prepared. In the words of Yamanouchi:

Fuck compose, Fuck melody, Dedicated to no one, Thanks to no one, ART IS OVER
Here is a selection of cover versions by the inimitable Gerogerigegege:

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Some seriously lazy Friday posting here, but just in case anybody hasn’t seen it yet…

…here’s Nicolas Cage losing his shit. Repeatedly. As one of the YouTube posters puts it: “Simultaneously the greatest and worst actor of all time”.