Here’s an awesomely strange look at a fictional tourism war between North and South Dakota, which introduces creatures that are half badger/half b-52 bomber at the halfway mark, and then keeps going.
I love it! Brandon Bassham and Pete Schultz put this together for MixTape ’98’s December Maude Night show. I personally have a problem getting videos/sketches I create to heighten. Brandon does not have that problem in this video. Check for Brandon’s cameo as a BMX champion, and Rob Lathan with what is becoming his trademark “Yeeeaaah!” Or, alternately, don’t check for those things.
The AV Club released a list of their favorite pieces from this year. Their interview with Teri Garr is really hilarious. My two favorite parts, which I offer here to get you to read it:
Asked if the script for the movie Head was produced by guys getting stoned and rambling into a tape recorder:
“I don’t know. But it certainly looks like a psychedelic acid trip, doesn’t it? I think it was actually very derivative of this artist at the time who was making underground films, Bruce Conner. He would make these films with cartoons, atom bombs, and stuff that were really quite interesting and metaphorical, about orgasms and stuff. So they copied that. I wouldn’t say “copied.” That’s a bad word. Plagiarized? No, that’s a worse word. “
Asked about her work on The Sonny and Cher Comedy Hour show:
“Ugh. That genius show. You know, I just thought of something yesterday, because I was in this documentary about the Villa Capri, a pizza place in Hollywood where James Dean used to hang out, and Sinatra. Anyway, on Sonny And Cher there was a pizza sketch we did called “Sonny’s Pizza,” and I remember when we did our first read-through, Sonny [Bono] looks at the script and he goes, “Okay, I’ll see you guys later. Chai-ay-oh!” And I said, “It’s ciao! Aren’t you Italian? C-i-a-o doesn’t spell ‘chai-ay-oh.’” [Laughs.] Sonny’s dead, so he won’t be embarrassed if I tell that story. “
My friends are all doing these movies at xtranormal and now so am I. Here is Cone of Mud.
Yep.
Charlie Sanders’ “Second Fattest Man” video is in this week’s “Showdown” at atom.com. If you are so inclined, please go to atom.com/showdown, register and vote for “Second Fattest Man”. They show the winner on Comedy Central, which we think would be cool. Voting is open through the end of the week.
I totally understand if you don’t want to do this. It’s a blatant gimmick to boost their registrations, and force word-of-mouth for their site. Then again, atom.com isn’t so bad. Used to be Atom Films, which was a decent site. I met some of the folks who work there currently at the Channel 101 awards, and they seemed cool. And they make original films, including one featuring Curtis Gwinn — so maybe they’re cool?
Also, I really like “Second Fattest Man” and want people to see it. Yeah, it’s a little long. But it’s weird and Charlie’s script and performance are hilarious. I almost kinda like that it’s long, if only because I feel like I’m fighting back against all the pressures I feel to be “successful” which I put in quotes because my version of success is having a video on the front page of YouTube.
If nothing else, please listen below to an excerpt of Charlie’s “eating” noise:
In the tradition of YoungMe, NowMe, the original (1977):
Recreation. 2008:
So that was fun.
Hines Xmas was fun. This year, Booyar gave Kevin a giant remote control.
As usual with a nice note:
Looks like Booyar learned script! He still needs the bold lines and dotted line down the middle, but that is how you learn. Good job, Booyar!
Who is Booyar? This is the story of Booyar.
Doesn’t it feel like every “comedy” video on YouTube — including many I have directed — are rushed, desperately-paced, mean-spirited and ham-handedly parodying the pop culture reference of the moment? Here’s an antidote: Randall Park (creator of the awesome Channel 101:NY show Dr. Miracles), wrote and starred in this short “Blueberry.”
Ok, yeah, there’s a guy who calls his penis a “vagina.” But it’s hilarious and has characters who are nice to each other. I’m jealous of the nice confident pauses.
It’s FIVE MINUTES people — an eternity in web video, right? Not if it’s a good video.
A handful of months ago, I started using Google Reader to track RSS feeds. Now I track 105 blogs — usually by just skimming but still reading a decent handful of them. Exposing myself to so much information is eye-opening but also overwhelming. I feel like Ozymandias watching his TVs. Writing my own blog seems more useless than ever, and it never seemed THAT useful! But anything I think about or even half-articulate, seems to have been said better and with more diligently-selected links and pictures by my friends. Certainly any new videos (not made by me) are tumbled, re-blogged and trackbacked a bunch of times before I even know they exist. But now even text adventures — a subject I thought relatively exclusive — is being covered by The Onion’s AV Club! Text adventures at the AV Club!
Maybe it’s just that the barrier to entry is lower. Just having a blog in 2002 required a know-how of the web that few people had. But now with wordpress.com and Tumblr, anyone can do it — so anyone does? And now it’s a survival of the fittest where Kottke.org rises above us all, and the rest are just re-blogging Lonely Island videos?
Well, I’m still not stopping NOW. But that’s why my entries tend to just be plugs for shows I’m in and videos I’ve done. Anything I might say has just been said by someone in my Reader!
Dark Hard Thunder Man cleans up gentrified Brooklyn:
This couple — and in particular I assume this GUY — named his son “Adolf Hitler.” This is the kind of asshole that instead of writing term papers in high school would hand in a photograph of a vagina and say “What I’m doing is ART, man!” And then the teacher has to stop class and explain to this guy that photos of genitalia aren’t acceptable, because it’s just weird if nothing else and also can’t you just write a paper? And don’t make me explain things that you know. What’s wrong with you?
Maybe that’s a weird non-example. But you know what I mean. He finds way to make himself the center of conversations that weren’t about him, even at the expense of his child’s happiness. And here I am giving more attention to this crazy father!
Story warmly pointed out via RSS feed by non-jerk Porter Mason.
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