Alan Rudolph
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So what has become of the always dependable and fascinating Mr. Rudolph? Well, at the least he's become a whole lot less dependable. Oddly he has been quiet since his last picture which was probably also his most commercially successful, The Secret Lives of Dentists. As much as I enjoyed that film, though, it felt pretty middling to me--a kind of compromise after years of experimenting yielded dwindling results?
Consider the evidence. Obviously the apprentice years with Altman had an effect, though it most specifically led to one of Rudolph's least distinguished films, Welcome to LA. That felt like a dry run at best for his later work and one that left a sour taste in the mouth. A couple of workmanlike jobs later--including Roadie, his collaboration with Zalman King (!)--and we get a string of truly great films. Songwriter was wonderfully nuanced but had not yet achieved full bore Rudolph. But Choose Me revealed his unique eye and astonishing sensitivity. Trouble in Mind and The Moderns are, for me, the apex of his art--compassionate studies of characters wrapped in caricatures they themselves embrace. Those movies are distinguished by their artifice and Rudolph's understanding of how and what that accomplishes, both for his films and in the character's individual lives. The form and content are in perfect balance. This is very delicate business and one false move sends the whole thing tumbling down.
Made in Heaven did just that. I think it's pretty godawful actually but there are stories that this was not Rudolph's fault. In any event, he seemed hard pressed to reattain consistent balance after that. Mortal Thoughts is well crafted but soulless. Love at Large is a personal fave but admittedly falls way far from recognizable human behavior and may be too idiosyncratic for its own good. Equinox is the joker in the deck--perhaps his most challenging and difficult work but once again remote from accessible audience identification in ways the earlier stuff is not. Mrs. Parker feels like an appropriate move and is a confident, unhurried piece of work but I am uncertain whether it is great or merely a great collection of scenes. Having said all this Afterglow is his last mature and completely successful picture, a throwback to the concerns for form and balance evidenced ten years earlier. The less said about Breakfast of Champions the better--for me it's the nadir of his career but Rudolph himself passionately defends it; go figure. Trixie worked for me in a Love at Large kind of way but is tough to defend when challenged. I regret to say I still have not seen Investigating Sex despite many moments when I considered picking up the bootleg. I fear it may be a mess and that's probably why I'm avoiding it. Whatever the case, it was never officially released in the States.
And, finally, we're back to Secret Lives. Though there are touches here of Rudolph's visual panache and absurdist whimsy (the Dennis Leary character obviously), it still resonates as a disinterested picture. Yes, maybe it's just me who was disinterested but comparing the safe and conventional middle class concerns of this picture to the more expansive ones embodied in Rudolph's films about loners and losers, drifters and artists--in other words, societal fringe characters--can't help but make Secret Lives look tepid and lacking. I understand that the emotional reality here is meant to be more sublimated (hence the Leary character again) but I greatly miss the off kilter intensity of Carradine, Bujold or even Tom Berenger. The vibrancy of life is sapped out of this one in favor of something more routine and less stimulating. And where the hell is Rudolph's wonderful coterie of supporting players? Actors like Wallace Shawn, Kevin J. O'Connor and Gailard Sartain had a real flair for Rudolph's material and were clearly on the same wavelength. The sprinkled reappearance of this stock company is heartening to those of us who appreciate and value Rudolph's focus and clarity. The fact that most of these people have disappeared and the only really recurring performer as of late is Nick Nolte does not necessarily encourage a similar hope.
Maybe the fact that Secret Lives did so well critically and financially was dispiriting to Rudolph. I'd actually like to think it was.
Consider the evidence. Obviously the apprentice years with Altman had an effect, though it most specifically led to one of Rudolph's least distinguished films, Welcome to LA. That felt like a dry run at best for his later work and one that left a sour taste in the mouth. A couple of workmanlike jobs later--including Roadie, his collaboration with Zalman King (!)--and we get a string of truly great films. Songwriter was wonderfully nuanced but had not yet achieved full bore Rudolph. But Choose Me revealed his unique eye and astonishing sensitivity. Trouble in Mind and The Moderns are, for me, the apex of his art--compassionate studies of characters wrapped in caricatures they themselves embrace. Those movies are distinguished by their artifice and Rudolph's understanding of how and what that accomplishes, both for his films and in the character's individual lives. The form and content are in perfect balance. This is very delicate business and one false move sends the whole thing tumbling down.
Made in Heaven did just that. I think it's pretty godawful actually but there are stories that this was not Rudolph's fault. In any event, he seemed hard pressed to reattain consistent balance after that. Mortal Thoughts is well crafted but soulless. Love at Large is a personal fave but admittedly falls way far from recognizable human behavior and may be too idiosyncratic for its own good. Equinox is the joker in the deck--perhaps his most challenging and difficult work but once again remote from accessible audience identification in ways the earlier stuff is not. Mrs. Parker feels like an appropriate move and is a confident, unhurried piece of work but I am uncertain whether it is great or merely a great collection of scenes. Having said all this Afterglow is his last mature and completely successful picture, a throwback to the concerns for form and balance evidenced ten years earlier. The less said about Breakfast of Champions the better--for me it's the nadir of his career but Rudolph himself passionately defends it; go figure. Trixie worked for me in a Love at Large kind of way but is tough to defend when challenged. I regret to say I still have not seen Investigating Sex despite many moments when I considered picking up the bootleg. I fear it may be a mess and that's probably why I'm avoiding it. Whatever the case, it was never officially released in the States.
And, finally, we're back to Secret Lives. Though there are touches here of Rudolph's visual panache and absurdist whimsy (the Dennis Leary character obviously), it still resonates as a disinterested picture. Yes, maybe it's just me who was disinterested but comparing the safe and conventional middle class concerns of this picture to the more expansive ones embodied in Rudolph's films about loners and losers, drifters and artists--in other words, societal fringe characters--can't help but make Secret Lives look tepid and lacking. I understand that the emotional reality here is meant to be more sublimated (hence the Leary character again) but I greatly miss the off kilter intensity of Carradine, Bujold or even Tom Berenger. The vibrancy of life is sapped out of this one in favor of something more routine and less stimulating. And where the hell is Rudolph's wonderful coterie of supporting players? Actors like Wallace Shawn, Kevin J. O'Connor and Gailard Sartain had a real flair for Rudolph's material and were clearly on the same wavelength. The sprinkled reappearance of this stock company is heartening to those of us who appreciate and value Rudolph's focus and clarity. The fact that most of these people have disappeared and the only really recurring performer as of late is Nick Nolte does not necessarily encourage a similar hope.
Maybe the fact that Secret Lives did so well critically and financially was dispiriting to Rudolph. I'd actually like to think it was.
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I haven't seen it since the late seventies, but I always thought Remember My Name, the film he made after Welcome To L.A., one of Rudolph's best. Certainly nothing "workmanlike" about it, it revisits the classic Hollywood woman's melodrama through the prism of Altman/Cassevetes-inflected seventies realism.John Cope wrote:Consider the evidence. Obviously the apprentice years with Altman had an effect, though it most specifically led to one of Rudolph's least distinguished films, Welcome to LA. That felt like a dry run at best for his later work and one that left a sour taste in the mouth. A couple of workmanlike jobs later--including Roadie, his collaboration with Zalman King (!)--and we get a string of truly great films.
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It's definitely my favorite Rudolph film even if it does feel like one big love letter to Altman (he was the producer after all) but the cast is chock full of talent and the screenplay is crammed with sharp, witty dialogue. I also really love the way Rudolph shot the movie. It is still Jennifer Jason Leigh's best performance, IMO.John Cope wrote:Mrs. Parker feels like an appropriate move and is a confident, unhurried piece of work but I am uncertain whether it is great or merely a great collection of scenes.
I like this movie for what it is -- a big ol' chaotic mess. Plus, how often do you get to see Nick Nolte running around in drag screaming "Maui! Maui!" Well, outside of his drug convictions, I suppose.The less said about Breakfast of Champions the better--for me it's the nadir of his career but Rudolph himself passionately defends it; go figure.
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WHAT?!!?!!!! Surely Rudolph must care. As far as I'm concerned it's his masterpiece. I was just talking about it the other day as it's the sole occasion on which Tony Perkins and Berry Berenson acted together. I'm sure their twin sons want this work preserved -- not to mention Geraldine Chaplin, as it's her greatest performance. (Alfre Woodard also scores a memorable early tunr in it -- and then there are those great Alberta Hunter songs!)I gather from a friend in NY the negs no longer exist!! Appalling. No-one seems to care.
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Fair enough. You've revealed my secret blind spot. This is one Rudolph film I have yet to see. In all honesty I kept confusing the title with the Tom Hanks melodrama Every Time We Say Goodbye, God knows why.iangj wrote:I haven't seen it since the late seventies, but I always thought Remember My Name, the film he made after Welcome To L.A., one of Rudolph's best. Certainly nothing "workmanlike" about it.
Given the period in which he made this I guess I wasn't expecting much from it either. I assumed unfairly that Endangered Species with Robert Urich would be the presumptive highlight--which isn't to say it's very good but how often do you get to see a mystery about cattle mutilation? Oh, and Peter Coyote in yet another reliable turn as a slimeball government official. Nobody does insinuating like Coyote!
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For those interested and able, I would highly recommend seeking out the laserdisc edition. There's a terrific commentary by Rudolph (certainly the best and most engaged of the ones he's done). Hopefully this will be ported over to DVD in time. However, the fact that The Moderns exists on DVD in only the most rudimentary form and that Trouble in Mind doesn't exist at all is very unfortunate and inspires little confidence.AMB wrote:Mrs. Parker started me on my love for Jennifer Jason Leigh. (Baumbach you lucky dog!) I'd love to see this film of Rudolph's get on DVD.
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A bare bones edition was released in Canada briefly... But it may be unavailable now. You might find it on eBay. I snapped up a copy as soon as I heard. The quaility is pretty decent but there are zero extras which kinda sucks but it is just nice to have the movie on DVD.AMB wrote:Mrs. Parker started me on my love for Jennifer Jason Leigh. (Baumbach you lucky dog!) I'd love to see this film of Rudolph's get on DVD.
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I saw at a Walter Reade screening and loved it. FWIW I liked it better than The Secret Lives of Dentists. I think that there is a R2 Spain DVD of Investigating Sex out there.John Cope wrote:... I regret to say I still have not seen Investigating Sex despite many moments when I considered picking up the bootleg. I fear it may be a mess and that's probably why I'm avoiding it. Whatever the case, it was never officially released in the States.
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Finally saw Investigating Sex on a Finnish DVD (!)--actually, this should be no great surprise given the convoluted production and financing history of this picture. It was a great joy to see as it represents Rudolph's distinctive tone and intentions far better than the more generic Secret Lives of Dentists. Using an almost incidental historical circumstance (in this case an attempt by a collection of Surrealist artists in 1929 to document their thoughts on all matters pertaining to sex), Rudolph appends his own specific set of interests and inclinations. He uses the Surrealists pseudo-study as a way to remark on his favorite topics: pretence and emotional authenticity. Having just seen Black Dahlia as well, it was remarkable to venture into Rudolph's more assured and cohesive stylistic territory, where artifice is explored and penetrated but remains unrelinquished as a means of expression and communication (this is not to say that I disliked the De Palma film--I did not; the fact that its disparate parts and its supremely self-conscious aesthetics do not cohere or synthesize into a unified whole of rational understanding seems part of De Palma's intentions, his radical, confrontational design).
Beyond all this, Investigating Sex is also a model of widescreen photography. Rudolph's understanding of composition and framing often go unremarked upon but here these qualities are undeniably in abundance, really encouraging an inspection of what goes on within the frame as everything constantly informs and enforces everything else. It's a particularly careful vision of the effects of movement, gesture and the synchronization of actors. I realize that Altman is perhaps most known for this but I don't often feel the same level of import and forceful urgency in his images (a recent exception being The Company for probably obvious reasons); a better, more apt comparison would probably be late Tati--perhaps very appropriately, given the ostensible subject matter of Rudolph's film.
As Rudolph's continued absence becomes more and more vexing with time (consternation evoked in a not dissimilar way to the prolonged Malickesque absence of Michael Cimino), it is more profitable and appropriate to look upon this film as a cap to his career rather than the chronologically later Dentists. As satisfying as that movie is, its examination of suburban, domestic malaise feels wan next to the expansive emotional richness on display here. And as good as Campbell Scott is as a settled professional harboring midlife doubts, Dermot Mulroney in IS is more of a true, traditional Rudolph hero. He shows a vulnerability and romantic longing under Rudolph's tutelage (both here and, to a lesser extent in Trixie) which he has never tapped as freely otherwise, in his more recognized roles. And he continues in a long line of actors (best exemplified by Keith Carradine) who transcend callowness and embody Rudolph's idea of real masculinity--a combination of virility and sincere sensitivity with an inability to easily find a comfortable balance (though the end of The Moderns suggests he has found it, the end of Choose Me emphasizes its fleeting quality). Anyway, the culmination of this particular Investigation yields no conclusive answers as the very effort is presented as defiantly at odds with the irreducible complexities of human desire. This is especially notable as the methodology behind the "study" is not a "scientific" one but rather a supposedly more expansive, visionary one. The film itself acts as a very funny, very wise corrective; one in which Rudolph explicitly acknowledges that the affection for artifice and our attraction to it is often as much a way to avoid the possible traumas of real feeling as it is a means of extolling its great virtue.
(Oh, and forgive me for so many parenthetical observations--I just got carried away!)
Beyond all this, Investigating Sex is also a model of widescreen photography. Rudolph's understanding of composition and framing often go unremarked upon but here these qualities are undeniably in abundance, really encouraging an inspection of what goes on within the frame as everything constantly informs and enforces everything else. It's a particularly careful vision of the effects of movement, gesture and the synchronization of actors. I realize that Altman is perhaps most known for this but I don't often feel the same level of import and forceful urgency in his images (a recent exception being The Company for probably obvious reasons); a better, more apt comparison would probably be late Tati--perhaps very appropriately, given the ostensible subject matter of Rudolph's film.
As Rudolph's continued absence becomes more and more vexing with time (consternation evoked in a not dissimilar way to the prolonged Malickesque absence of Michael Cimino), it is more profitable and appropriate to look upon this film as a cap to his career rather than the chronologically later Dentists. As satisfying as that movie is, its examination of suburban, domestic malaise feels wan next to the expansive emotional richness on display here. And as good as Campbell Scott is as a settled professional harboring midlife doubts, Dermot Mulroney in IS is more of a true, traditional Rudolph hero. He shows a vulnerability and romantic longing under Rudolph's tutelage (both here and, to a lesser extent in Trixie) which he has never tapped as freely otherwise, in his more recognized roles. And he continues in a long line of actors (best exemplified by Keith Carradine) who transcend callowness and embody Rudolph's idea of real masculinity--a combination of virility and sincere sensitivity with an inability to easily find a comfortable balance (though the end of The Moderns suggests he has found it, the end of Choose Me emphasizes its fleeting quality). Anyway, the culmination of this particular Investigation yields no conclusive answers as the very effort is presented as defiantly at odds with the irreducible complexities of human desire. This is especially notable as the methodology behind the "study" is not a "scientific" one but rather a supposedly more expansive, visionary one. The film itself acts as a very funny, very wise corrective; one in which Rudolph explicitly acknowledges that the affection for artifice and our attraction to it is often as much a way to avoid the possible traumas of real feeling as it is a means of extolling its great virtue.
(Oh, and forgive me for so many parenthetical observations--I just got carried away!)
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Alan Rudolph
Am I alone in longing for digital presentations of some of his best work?
Although extra less His '84 opus to singles trawling bars for love in Choose Me sits proudly on my dvd shelf.
As does his slightly lesser The Moderns courtesy of MGM.
However I'd dearly love Remember My Name, Welcome to LA with the always watchable Vivica Lindfors, and Made In Heaven.
How about it Criterion....
Although extra less His '84 opus to singles trawling bars for love in Choose Me sits proudly on my dvd shelf.
As does his slightly lesser The Moderns courtesy of MGM.
However I'd dearly love Remember My Name, Welcome to LA with the always watchable Vivica Lindfors, and Made In Heaven.
How about it Criterion....
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I'm especially fond of Remember My Name -- his neo-Rivettian noir with Geraldine Chaplin at her very best, songs by Alberta Hunter, a vision of L.A. quite different from that of any other film, and for the one and only time Anthony Perkins and Berry Berenson were together.
I am sure this film is especially treasured by their children. (Berry Berenson was in one of the planes that crashed into the World Trade Center.)
I am sure this film is especially treasured by their children. (Berry Berenson was in one of the planes that crashed into the World Trade Center.)
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In the UK we've had a PAL full screen edition for several years now, which I soon traded in for this region 1, 16x9 beauty, The Moderns is also available from MGM in R1 land. And how could I have forgotten Trouble in Mind!
You know while I'm at it, I'd be very grateful for Robert Altman's Come Back to the 5 & Dime Jimmy Dean, Jimmy Dean...
You know while I'm at it, I'd be very grateful for Robert Altman's Come Back to the 5 & Dime Jimmy Dean, Jimmy Dean...
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None of my Australian dvd suppliers have have heard of a Jimmy Dean dvd. There's a full screen bootleg doing the rounds, which I'd never touch as this was IIRC a scope film.
It's a shame Choose Me isn't as lush as the theatrical prints you remember. Way back in 1985 I watched it 8 days in a row during it's UK theatrical run at a cinema I worked for. But it's been so long I don't remember any differences in colour myself.
Perhaps Criterion would step up to the table with a Rudolph box set...
It's a shame Choose Me isn't as lush as the theatrical prints you remember. Way back in 1985 I watched it 8 days in a row during it's UK theatrical run at a cinema I worked for. But it's been so long I don't remember any differences in colour myself.
Perhaps Criterion would step up to the table with a Rudolph box set...
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davidhare wrote:There was and probably still is a R4 DVD of Jimmy Dean.
Perhaps you´re thinking of The Delinquents? There is a R4 DVD of that one as well as That Cold Day in the Park. Bought the latter and it´s the worst looking DVD in my collection. I had to turn off after 5 minutes.
Speaking of Rudolph, I read Breakfast of Champions the other day, and went straight to the world wide web and ordered the DVD along with Mrs. Parker and the Vicious Circle. So far I´ve only seen Breakfast of Champions, and though there were some enjoyable parts it was mainly a chore to get through. Robert Altman was supposed to make this in the 70s with Peter Falk, Alice Cooper, Sterling Hayden and Ruth Gordon. Too bad Dino De Laurentiis backed out.
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Felt obligated to bump this thread as I just found out that Rudolph's great early 00's film Investigating Sex (see above) only recently got a region 1 release under the absurd title Intimate Affairs, which, as Nathan Rabin points out, sounds like it should star Shannon Tweed. Anyway, this is certainly Rudolph's finest film in the years since Afterglow and deserves much wider recognition. I hope it starts to receive that now. On a side note, despite the fact that the Amazon specs list this as 1.78 it was most definitely shot 2.35 and I would assume the listing is therefore a typo. I will check it out though and amend this post accordingly if it turns out to not be.
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According to folks at the George Eastman House, RMN has never been released to video due to music rights issues. Apparently Alberta Hunter died before she was able to sort out the rights.davidhare wrote:We can dream! Unfortunately, Rudolph himself told a friend just a couple of years ago in NYC he understood the negative for Remember My Name was either lost or had perished!
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If the Eastman House has a copy of a print that they were screening within the past ten years...davidhare wrote:That's hopefully something that could be sorted out in time. But is there an extant vault negative? Or even Positive print?
It does seem as though one shouldn't give up hope yet. After all, the negs for Altman's Images were thought lost once.
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Re: Alan Rudolph
Attention all Rudolph cultists: Made in Heaven now available from Warner Archive.
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Re: Alan Rudolph
An excellent new interview with Rudolph in honor of his retrospective program at this year's Seattle Film Fest. Those able to attend will want to be made aware especially of a very rare screening of Remember My Name (which I still haven't seen).
Amongst other things, this interview makes it clear where Rudolph has been for much of the last decade (i.e. not securing funds). His comments on the Czech screening of Trouble in Mind are particularly memorable. The UK DVD release of this, mentioned by Cronenfly above, is quite fine though obviously it would be nice to see a film like this get a more elaborate presentation.
Wish I could share Rudolph's enthusiasm for Breakfast of Champions (his film, I mean). I re-watched that a year or so ago and still disliked it. On the flip side, I only just re-watched The Moderns a week or so ago and that holds up beautifully. What struck me this time, having not seen it for a period of years, is the extraordinary elegance of its narrative construction. It all just flows so smoothly; even The Big Themes feel like completely natural developments. What a quiet accomplishment that is. Its aesthetic achievement is equally subtle despite the fact that one is never unaware of the aesthetics. In an age obsessed with adherence to some faux simulated notion of "realism", which generally impoverishes the comprehensive experience of reality, Rudolph's body of work must seem a foreign object on a distant planet. And this despite the fact that few film artists have ever managed such a sophisticated observation of real truth, an observation only made possible through the integration of heightened style with familiar emotional beats. Rudolph wants us to recognize the whole of our entire reality as primarily an aesthetic one and thus one for which the sincere treatment of artifice is justified.
Amongst other things, this interview makes it clear where Rudolph has been for much of the last decade (i.e. not securing funds). His comments on the Czech screening of Trouble in Mind are particularly memorable. The UK DVD release of this, mentioned by Cronenfly above, is quite fine though obviously it would be nice to see a film like this get a more elaborate presentation.
Wish I could share Rudolph's enthusiasm for Breakfast of Champions (his film, I mean). I re-watched that a year or so ago and still disliked it. On the flip side, I only just re-watched The Moderns a week or so ago and that holds up beautifully. What struck me this time, having not seen it for a period of years, is the extraordinary elegance of its narrative construction. It all just flows so smoothly; even The Big Themes feel like completely natural developments. What a quiet accomplishment that is. Its aesthetic achievement is equally subtle despite the fact that one is never unaware of the aesthetics. In an age obsessed with adherence to some faux simulated notion of "realism", which generally impoverishes the comprehensive experience of reality, Rudolph's body of work must seem a foreign object on a distant planet. And this despite the fact that few film artists have ever managed such a sophisticated observation of real truth, an observation only made possible through the integration of heightened style with familiar emotional beats. Rudolph wants us to recognize the whole of our entire reality as primarily an aesthetic one and thus one for which the sincere treatment of artifice is justified.