‘Adelaide’ friends, strangers, shadowy figures in the distance,
At 7 pm on the 20th of February, you are all cordially invited to the first and very possibly last local cinema screening of MALLS, the feature film that I made with my friends Gabriel Bath and Emily Pottinger.
It’s a film about desire, the city, and making your own fun. It’s sad, it’s gross, and hopefully a little bit funny. It’s definitely about me, and if you’ve ever found yourself depressed,…
I’ve already written about Gabe Bath’s first masterpiece (which you can watch here) a fair bit so I won’t expound on it too much more, though I will add that this time it did make me cry, which in my heart proves that Art will triumph over Power in the only battlegrounds that matter.
Mainly though I’d like to use this post to commemorate “AT INTERIM”, the second screening event by moviejuice, an Adelaide-based film collective that I run with…
"Briggs' subjects are his closest friends, and these portrait films follow in the tradition of so many great underground films: they are exercises in "hanging out with your buds and making a movie". As a result, they are grassroots testaments to lives lived in the shadows of late-capitalist despair and the untold inner demons that such a world generates."
Ahead of moviejuice's LIVE SCORE screening of Adam C. Briggs' latest (March 29th from 4 pm - tickets here), I articulated some thoughts about both this film and his project more generally on CORDIAL, the moviejuice Substack.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
When the chopper appears out of nowhere at the very end was the moment when cinema peaked. Everything since has been a vain attempt to match it.
I have now seen every film produced in the 1870s and it only took me 30 seconds.
