I went last night with Abby Child to the wonderfully rough space at Light Industry* in Sunset Park to see Extreme Private Eros: Love Song 1974, a film by Kazuo Hara, and hear a Q and A with him on the occasion of the publication of his new book, Camera Obtrusa (how much do you love that title?). The Village Voice summarizes the film thusly:
In fact, Hara does appear in the frame once, weeping, suddenly overwhelmed by jealousy around Takeda’s three-week affair with a black GI (he addressed this difficult moment in the Q and A). Her affair resulted in the pregnancy that resulted in one of the real-time births we see onscreen, and is surely one of the most memorable film sequences I have ever witnessed. She delivers the baby (her second: the first was Hara’s) entirely unaided, although surrounded by Hara and his camera, Sachiko Kobayashi (Hara’s girlfriend and co-producer) and the microphone, and Rei, the child of Hara and Takeda, still a toddler.
She squats in effort, dripping a trail of fluid, and later leans back to deliver the baby. It happens very quickly. It’s not icky, really, as it is (to me) in the Brakhage film. No one catches the baby; she just comes out. No one cuts the cord or puts her on her mother. They just sit there filming, taking sound. When the baby starts to cry, the toddler does, too. It’s excruciating. They wait for the placenta. The baby wriggles. After a while it is a relief to see the cord cut, the drops put in the baby’s eyes, the baby bathed… but I could only admire Takeda’s tough animal resourcefulness. I’ve never seen anything like it, except of course by animals.
Other extraordinary visual moments include the black power poses and amazing 70s outfits of the black GIs in Okinawa, a tough-talking bar girl from Kyushu with a face and voice like a frog, the 14-year-old prostitute in a giant ‘fro wig and Mary Quant lashes with her lover, the butoh-like strippers, and the street scenes of the red light district in Okinawa, where Takeda set up a solo protest, complete with pamphlets, against the exploitation of the women who worked there.
I bought the book and Hara signed it for me, although I clearly wrote NA DA (in katakana!) for him, NA TA RI. He thinks I am Natalie. That, I guess, is the dilemma of the “documentarian”: how one’s own subjectivity always interpolates (c.f. the fit of jealous weeping).
*Note to Light Industry: the fumes (paint? other construction?) in the place are terrible. I’m congested and achy from them today still. Please ventilate!
that’s amazing
Nada,
Great bit about Hara.
He is a genius of the candid camera capture. My favorite is his relentless pursuit of the cannibal soldiers in The Emperor’s Naked Army Marches On. Obsessive fixation, brutality, shame, guilt, vulnerability, exposure, honor, “face”, all those good things. Like they say, That’s Entertainment.
I dig your blog. Here’s mine, come visit some time:
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Hi Tom! I like Keats AND language poetry. 🙂
Nada,
I come to you in the living spirit and moment of the poem and not to grind the tired old mills of Argument.
As you like Keats and movies, you’d like this production workbook site for the new film about JK and Fanny B:
< HREF="http://www.brightstarthemovie.com/default.aspx" REL="nofollow">Jane Campion’s Bright Star<>Keep an eye out here and a new Keats post dedicated to you will appear within… oh, forty eight hours, Insha’Allah.
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Nada, here is that Keats post I promised you:
< HREF="http://tomclarkblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/keats-on-shipboard-september-1820_12.html" REL="nofollow">Keats on Shipboard, September 1820<>
Nada,
Hope you have a great trip.
I was serious about doing that Keats post for you, presuming you were serious about liking Keats.
Strokes have broken down my predispositions and openmindedness tells me it’s merely a tech glitch and nothing more that’s keeping this harmless link out of your comments box. They say three times is a charm.
< HREF="http://tomclarkblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/keats-on-shipboard-september-1820_12.html" REL="nofollow">Keats on Shipboard, September 1820<>
O Tom, thanks for the lovely links and comments. Please not to be paranoid, I am only just insane getting ready for my trip.
In the spirit of the poem, and of Keats,
Nada