Bethann
Hardison is an African American who was a very successful NY showroom model for
years in the 1960's but it wasn't until she appeared in her first TV commercial
that her mother actually saw her work, and she was totally shocked. In those
early days the word 'model' was often a pseudonym for hooker, and she had just
assumed that her daughter was being coy!
This is just one of the deliciously funny stories that are told by an
amazing coterie of the first ever super-models as they look back on the days when
they graced the front covers of Vogue way-back-when in photographer Timothy
Greenfield-Saunders delightful new documentary
'ABOUT FACE'.
Greenfield-Saunders
interviews some 20 of these women as he gets them all together for a new group
photograph. They represent the creme of the crop of modeling and include Cheryl
Tiegs, Isabella Rossellini, Christie Brinkley, Christy Turlington, Jerry Hall,
Marisa Berenson, Pat Cleveland, Beverley Johnson and Carmen Dell ’Orefice. These women are not only
still stunningly beautiful but without exception are intelligent, articulate, very fascinating people with a great sense of humor. But the most surprising part was the fact
they were all disarmingly honest and genuinely shocked that they could have
achieved the success that they had which so empowered their lives.
One
of my favorites was the ultra glamorous Carmen Dell 'Orefice, who has such a
wonderful infectious energy that is still keeping her working regularly at 81
years old. The interviewer was tactfully
trying to inquire if she had ever had any 'work done' i.e. cosmetic surgery. Ms. Dell 'Orefice laughing simply retorted
that 'if there was a crack in the ceiling you would get it fixed without even
thinking about it!' So we took that for a yes, even though there simply is no
hint of it on her beautiful face. She
has the last line too when she swans
off so elegantly dressed declaring she doesn't care when her time is up, a
long as she dies with high heels on.
And
less you think Ms. Hardison's mother was the only one naive in their household,
Ms. H had us in stitches when she told us that back then her mother ran with a
very fashionable crowd. One day Ma came
home with three very handsome well-dressed men and they all disappeared into
her bedroom together. Some time later
her mother left with three very spectacularly dressed women in all their
finery. Young Barbara couldn't work that
one out for ages.
I
love the diversity of our movie schedule, and today I go from seeing people
being fashion models and being loved, to a look at someone being a model
Christian and being hated. ‘LOVE FREE
OR DIE’ is a wonderfully moving documentary
that follows the progress of Gene Robinson who in 2004 was elected as the 1st
openly Gay priest Episcopalian Bishop.
In 2008 he also became the first Bishop to be banned from attending the
powerful Lambeth Conference (the highest forum of the Anglican Church) in
London but he traveled there anyway in the hope of making some change. What
exasperated the situation is that he was not even allowed to meet or even attend
any fringe events with any of the other Bishops, because as Gene Robinson
preached in the only London church to defy the ban & invite him, they are
afraid. Of him and of all homosexuals.
Bishop
Robinson on the other hand allowed the filmmakers unrestricted access and what
really moved me in this very touching movie was no matter how bravely he stood
facing the intense homophobia of the Church's Establishment and of some
evangelical zealots, along with several death threats, in unguarded moments it
was obvious that all this hate really upset him.
From
London back to his Diocese in New Hampshire where he had a Civil Union with Marc
his partner of 20+ years, and then finally to the Episcopalian General
Convention in California in 2009 when both the Bishops and the Laity voted
overwhelmingly to allow gay man and women to become Bishops, and at the same
time they also voted to allow Same Sex Marriages in their churches. Two major
forward steps for which Bishop Robinson can take his fair share of the credit
I
should also mention that along the way another career highlight was President
Obama inviting Bishop Robinson to lead the Invocation at the Lincoln Memorial
at the kick-off event for his Inaugural Weekend.
As
an atheist I am never surprised about how so much hate and violence erupts from
devout Christians, and equally worse is their immoral hypocrisy of it all. As one leading female Bishop said, if the
Church really thinks that Robinson is the only Bishop who is gay, then they are
living in a fool's paradise. Whilst of course the other Holy Men are living in
the closet from where they can continue to be self-loathing gay men.
That’s actually a fairly good link to my
next movie 'THE
IMPOSTOR’, except
in this case the person hiding his true identity was a young dark French man
passing himself off as blond American teenager.
I actually remember reading this story in The New Yorker a while back and was flabbergasted then, but now seeing the whole scenario skillfully
re-enacted on the big screen, I still have trouble believing it is true.
Essentially
a 23-year man gets picked up by the Police in the South of France pretending to
be a teenager so that they will have to put him a nice comfortable children’s home. He acts dumb refusing to talk but eventually
knows he must say something before they suss out that he is actually wanted by
Interpol. He tells the Social Worker that he is an American and that he had run
away from home and then was abducted and bought to France against his
will. He persuades them to allow him to
phone his parents himself and because of the time difference they let him stay
in the Office one night to make the call.
What he does in fact is phone several Police Depts. in the US pretending
to be a French police officer who is from the Precinct where they are holding a young boy who they want to identify.
This clever ruse results in getting details on a 14 year old who has been
missing from his home in rural Texas for 4 years. When the US Missing Persons Office fax over
the details of Nicholas Barclay, it’s very obvious that he looks nothing like the kid at all,
but he goes ahead planning to steal his identity anyway.
The
absolutely ridiculous thing is that he actually gets away with it. To cut a very long story short he fools the
boy’s sister and mother and (almost) his
entire family back in Texas and gets accepted in the community as Nicholas who
everyone is led to believe was tortured and abused and never allowed to speak
English ….. hence
his foreign accent now.
This
detailed reconstruction has lengthy interviews with ‘Nicholas’ and his family, which even suspend disbelief, and even
when the impersonation is eventually discovered, it is still hard to imagine
that he could have fooled so many people.
There are suggestions that turn into unproven accusations that the
reason the family accepted the man so readily as one of their own is that they
had actually killed the real Nicholas, and having the substitute around let
them off the hook. We will never know. But is a preposterous story made that much
more fascinating now it has been filmed.
We
had spotted William H Macy in town the other day and now we are going to see
the reason he was here i.e. to promote his new movie ‘THE SURROGATE’.
Yet again another story so bizarre that it had to be true, but this
dramatized movie tells of a very witty and courageous young man who just wanted
to have sex once before he died. Mark O’Brien had polio as a kid and although
he wasn’t
paralyzed his muscles were so extensively damaged that he was unable too move
anything but his head. He spent his
nights in an iron lung and his days strapped to a gurney, and with the help of
his aides managed to pursue his goals of being a poet and journalist.
Mark
had been wanting to have sex for some time, and when he was commissioned to
write an article about sex among the disabled he uses this as an excuse to
finally lose his virginity. He finds
himself a sex surrogate who helps him with his tendency to panic and over-think,
and as he was a devout Catholic he took to taking advice with his new very
droll Parish Priest (William H Macy) on his feelings of guilty pleasure.
The
relationship that Mark develops with his Surrogate is tender and touching and
despite her extreme detached professional attitude she is in real danger of
allowing her feelings to interfere with her work.
It
is a glorious warm and compassionate story that was enriched by Mark’s incredible quick-witted dry humor
and his passion for his poetry. In the movie he is played John Hawkes who
manages such an astounding portrayal without moving a muscle.
There
is a significant amount of nudity ….most of it by the Surrogate beautifully played by a very
much in shape Helen Hunt … and despite
the subject it is not the least bit pornographic.
When
you just read the program notes, it doesn’t seem the most obvious of choices to make into a comic
drama, but translated as well as this to the screen, it made for one of the
most enjoyable feature films we have seen this week.
I
do deliberately fluctuate between I and We because some times all three of us
see the movie together, but sometimes we split up and go our separate ways if
we want to see something else. I mean I’ve done Latino Hip Hop, Chinese
Boxers, Video Game Nerds etc. etc. but I do stop at Horror. Life is scary enough with out it.
P.S. Too much time spent inside the movie theater leaves me such little time to 'star search', and my efforts were not appreciated anyway as they put this sign out to put me off. It won't of course.
P.S. Too much time spent inside the movie theater leaves me such little time to 'star search', and my efforts were not appreciated anyway as they put this sign out to put me off. It won't of course.
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