This is a documentary/swooning love letter to hideous transsexual, Genesis P-Orridge, who is best known as the founder of Throbbing Gristle (TG), the notorious industrial music pioneers. The titular Lady Jaye is P-Orridge's supposed soul mate--a good looking chick, about 20 years his junior. In articles and interviews about the movie, a lot of noise is made about theirs being some kind of magnificent love affair, but you won't get any sense of that upon seeing it.
What you get is a whole lot of Genesis P-Orridge (GP-O hereafter) mugging, posing, preening for the camera. Pursing his lips for the camera. Baring his gross fake boobs for the camera... The uninitiated viewer will get a brief overview of GP-O's career in transgressive art, but mostly the film shows us an aging narcissist, though I doubt that is the filmmaker's intention. No matter how much lip-service is paid to Lady Jaye's supposed brilliance and importance, the film gives me the sense she was more fodder for GP-O's narcissism--like a fashion accessory--or, worse, art material. Check this out:
They decided to get a series of plastic surgeries to look more like one another as an "art project" to announce the arrival of a new hermaphroditic gender or some shit like that. Here's this gnarly old weirdo who has become a legend of sorts for doing wild and nasty stuff, then you have this perfectly good looking young woman in his orbit. Whose idea do you think it was to start doing the face-cutting? Surely not the guy who used to chew on used tampons! Can you say, "Svengali?"
I know it sounds like I have an ax to grind here, but I just want the material to be honest with us--the movie is not about the chick. GP-O is a larger than life subject, who carries the documentary easily enough. Don't tell us we're watching a love story.
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
STORY IDEA #3 this one's creepy
This is inspired by the movie Chronicle, in which some kids gain telekinetic powers.
You have this guy who is sort of a sleazeball who develops a latent talent of telekinesis as an adult. Naturally he uses it to commit crimes--stealing from banks, vandalizing shit, etc, but he doesn't have it in him to, say, commit rape or kill someone using his powers.
Because he can't hide the fact he is an asshole though, he can't get anyone to have sex with him except for prostitutes and women who only value him for his apparent wealth, and he wants to have children with what he sees as a classier sort of woman. He begins impregnating women anonymously, some of whom figure it's their husbands or significant others who have fathered the child, but some of the women are mystified as to how they got pregnant, some even claiming it to be the work of gods or something.
After a couple years, the children begin to show telekinetic powers, solidifying the belief of some that they were indeed impregnated by god. None of the kids look like their supposed fathers, and many are kind of homely perhaps sharing a pronounced facial feature of their creepy unknown actual father.
Hijinx ensue and, after a time lapse, we learn they have taken over the world, using their inherited skills to conquer and oppress. After all, they're all descended from a total asshole sleazeball who uses his power for personal gain and wickedness.
You have this guy who is sort of a sleazeball who develops a latent talent of telekinesis as an adult. Naturally he uses it to commit crimes--stealing from banks, vandalizing shit, etc, but he doesn't have it in him to, say, commit rape or kill someone using his powers.
Because he can't hide the fact he is an asshole though, he can't get anyone to have sex with him except for prostitutes and women who only value him for his apparent wealth, and he wants to have children with what he sees as a classier sort of woman. He begins impregnating women anonymously, some of whom figure it's their husbands or significant others who have fathered the child, but some of the women are mystified as to how they got pregnant, some even claiming it to be the work of gods or something.
After a couple years, the children begin to show telekinetic powers, solidifying the belief of some that they were indeed impregnated by god. None of the kids look like their supposed fathers, and many are kind of homely perhaps sharing a pronounced facial feature of their creepy unknown actual father.
Hijinx ensue and, after a time lapse, we learn they have taken over the world, using their inherited skills to conquer and oppress. After all, they're all descended from a total asshole sleazeball who uses his power for personal gain and wickedness.
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