Tuesday, October 10, 2023
Monday, October 09, 2023
AQUARIUM DRUNKARD : Talking Heads Live in Rome 1980 | VIDEODROME
AQUARIUM DRUNKARD _ VIDEODROME : Talking Heads Live in Rome 1980
Talking Heads :: Live In Rome, 1980
Stop Making Sense may have the Big Suit, but if you’re looking for the pinnacle of live Talking Heads footage, I’d point you in the direction of this unbelievable show from Rome, 1980. Completing the Heads’ journey from minimalist to maximalist, it features the expanded, ten-piece lineup blazing through tunes from the just-released masterwork Remain In Light, as well as dynamically re-inventing choice selections from the back catalogue. They still sound like the band of the future more than 30 years later, with careening polyrhythms, interstellar Adrian Belew guitar-work, and P-Funk grooves courtesy of Bernie Worrell. Once in a lifetime, indeed. words/ t wilcox
Saturday, May 27, 2023
Thursday, March 09, 2023
Videodrome :: TALKING HEADS - True Stories (1986) a film by David Byrne | AQUARIUM DRUNKARD
Videodrome :: True Stories (1986)
A true favourite film and I love the associated book too . . . . . . .
True Stories - Trailer
Friday, December 16, 2022
CHRISTMAS FILM! :: VIDEODROME | LESS THAN ZERO (1987)
LESS THAN ZERO - VIDEODROME | Aquarium Drunkard

Videodrome :: Less Than Zero (1987)
There are two ways to evaluate Less Than Zero: a standalone film that functions on its own cinematic merits, or the adaptation of Bret Easton Ellis’s novel. Like most pieces of media that live in various forms, the appreciation or dissatisfaction largely stems from which one was encountered first, and the personal sentimentality placed upon that experience. But there’s a third way to approach Less Than Zero, and that is as a holiday film.
Saturday, November 19, 2022
Videodrome :: Let’s Get Lost (1988) :: AQUARIUM DRUNKARD
WHAT KIND OF BLUE? . . . . . . .
Nice piece on Chet Baker over at Aquarium Drunkard's Videodrome series
Videodrome :: Let’s Get Lost (1988)
When Bruce Weber’s documentary Let’s Get Lost premiered at the Toronto International Film Festival, its subject was already dead. Four months earlier, on May 13th, 1988, famed jazz musician Chet Baker was found dead on the street below his hotel room in Amsterdam, apparently having fallen from his second-story window. Heroin and cocaine were found in his room; an autopsy report later found both drugs in his system. He was fifty-eight years old. That evening in Paris, all the jazz clubs were silent.
Rather than characterise Baker as the trumpet-wielding James Dean or a playboy jazz rebel, Weber shows Baker for who he was: a deeply flawed man, with bruises and blemishes and all. The contrast between Baker’s personality and musicality makes Weber’s profile of Baker that much more heartbreaking. How could someone of so few words be so lyrical and poignant in their musicianship? How could someone who lived so crudely play so gently and sing so sweetly?
Wednesday, April 27, 2022
We need to talk about Dennis . . . . . AQUARIUM DRUNKARD :: VIDEODROME :: Dennis Hopper in White Star
DENNIS HOPPER
FROM THE LAST MOVIE to WHITESTAR
Well during the crash here and my lack of getting to the business, I missed the AD's article on Dennis Hopper post Easy Rider sojourn struggles . . . . .this is really worth a read. Ken Barlow never looked like this (British joke!sic)
AQUARIUM DRUNKARD- VIDEODROME : Dennis Hopper in White Star
"Between 1972 and 1985, Dennis Hopper was persona non grata in mainstream Hollywood circles. His exile came out of the critical and commercial failure of his second directorial film The Last Movie (1971). This film was the much-anticipated follow-up to the immensely successful and generation-defining Easy Rider (1969). Instead of doubling down on Easy Rider’s success, The Last Movie employed arthouse film and editing techniques, a non-linear narrative, improvisational performances, and a story critical of capitalism, colonialism, and Hollywood exploitation. Hopper gave the movie executives who placed faith and funds in him a bloody nose and for that indiscretion they let the film die. After this fallout, his personal troubles and drug addictions spiraled and made him an unreliable choice for movie producers and film directors to hire. Of course, he wasn’t completely off the radar. He pulled off some interesting lead roles in independent films such as Tracks (1976) and Mad Dog Morgan (1976) and appeared in supporting roles in Apocalypse Now (1979) and Rumble Fish (1983). He even knocked out a directing credit with the Canadian film Out of the Blue (1980).
What might be perceived as a desolate period in Hopper’s career has always greatly intrigued me. The films might be hard to find, and in varying degrees of quality, but one can never doubt the dedication that Hopper brought to these roles. In comparison to his early career in stock westerns and exploitation films and his later career in mostly straight to DVD fare, this period sees Hopper as a true force of nature and open to challenging himself, the actors he shared the screen with, and the audiences who dared to watch.
As Hopper was unable to score a decent mainstream acting gig in American cinema, he headed to West Germany to appear as a disheveled and burned-out music manager in German director Roland Klick’s White Star (1984)". (read on - link above)
Friday, December 17, 2021
Videodrome :: Eyes Wide Shut: Kubrick’s Christmas Film - Aquarium Drunkard
Videodrome :: Eyes Wide Shut: Kubrick’s Christmas Film
VIDEODROME::Stanley Kubrick's Christmas Film 'Eyes Wide Shut' - Aquarium Drunkard
Monday, August 09, 2021
David Bowie - Labyrinth tribute - Aquarium Drunkard - VIDEODROME
B ★ O ★ W ★ I ★ E
A lovely tribute to David Bowie through the 'Videodrome' at Aquarium Drunkard with a look at 'Labyrinth' with Jennifer Connolly who it seemed didn't really know who Bowie was at the time . . . . . . . .
Jareth The Goblin King - David Bowie in Labyrinth - Videodrome, Aquarium Drunkard
I still haven’t fully come to grips with the fact that Bowie is gone. Like many who grew up with his records and movies, I felt like I lost a life-long friend. I know it’s a silly sentiment considering I never met the man. The alien. The vampire. Whatever he was. But I did grow up with him, even if only through his artifacts. If I wasn’t glued to my families Zenith tubed television watching Labyrinth, I was looking through my dad’s record collection, which included a well-worn copy of Ziggy Stardust and The Spiders From Mars. I eventually put two and two together. Jareth was Ziggy, and Bowie was…?
. . . . . . All these years later, I still can’t believe that he’s gone forever. But then I remind myself of one of the keynote lyrics from Labyrinth’s soundtrack: “It’s only forever/It’s not long at all.” And every time I see an owl, the child in me can’t help but wonder… |e hehr




















