(via) Haitian cinephile Alejandro Prullansky gives us WES, a delightful compilation of every slow motion shot by film director Wes Anderson, all set to New Slang by The Shins.
(via) Brooklyn-based filmmaker Ian Cheney premiered his latest work, The Search For General Tso, last month at the Tribeca Film Festival. Through the prisms of old and modern menus found in myriad malls, delivery joints and Chinatowns, the new documentary examines the history and cultural/culinary phenomenon of Westernized Chinese food, specifically the origins of the ubiquitous American favourite: General Tso’s Chicken. Watch the trailer above…
Anchoring the film is an upbeat quest, through small towns and big cities across America and beyond, to understand the origins and popularity of Chinese American food and its top-selling dish. Who was General Tso? And why do nearly fifty thousand restaurants serve deep-fried chicken bearing his name? Using this Americanized dish and its mysterious mastermind as a lens onto a larger story of immigration, adaptation, and innovation, the film follows a lighthearted journey, grounded in cultural and culinary history, through restaurants, Chinatowns, and the American imagination. Visits to present-day Chinese restaurants spark forays into the past, guided by chefs, scholars, and the occasional opinionated customer. The film’s lively soundtrack and shadow-puppet animations contribute both whimsy and momentum, as viewers find they’re on a search to answer a deeper question: how did America’s Chinese food become so… American?
(Language NSFW) An Austrian farmer named Petutschnig Hons saw red when a “show-off” came to his farm to complain about the price of milk with a can of Red Bull in his hand. He got so angry, in fact, that he produced a video rant that ends with him destroying a can of Red Bull with a sledgehammer. Money quote: “Where are your wings, you dirty fucking stupid can?”
(via) But We’re Speaking Japanese! – a skit by Ken Tanaka (and friends) – makes fun of the bewildered fashion in which service staff in Japan can sometimes treat ethnic Japanese people who don’t speak Japanese and non-Japanese who speak fluent Japanese. It works works both ways…
(via) This 12 minute video by London’s Liberatum brings together some of the world’s top creative individuals – architects, artists, curators, directors, actors, photographers, designers, composers, etc – to talk about the fuel and maintenance of their individual creative engines.
We’ve owned one of these Volvo 240 station wagons. The magic is real, and so is the ghost in the back seat. Money quote: “This car is equipped with both an inside and an outside…”
When Welsh animator Gemma Green Hope’s grandmother passed away, she created a superb memorial by way of this animated treatment of her Gan-Gan’s possessions.
My grandmother Elizabeth (or Gan-Gan as I called her) was a force of nature; she was wonderful. As a child she seemed to me like a visitor from another time or place. Her tiny terraced house in Bideford was full of treasures; hundreds of books, a medusa’s head, Peter the Great’s ivory letter opener, the caul of her mother tied up in blue ribbon, a tile stolen from the Alhambra, a silk blouse embroidered by nuns, deadly poison, beautiful Pre-Raphaelite artworks, a knife carved from the wood of HMS Victory, Granny Green’s pince-nez, and diaries full of stories from a hard life well-lived. After her death in 2010, I helped my father and uncle sort through some of her possessions. I inherited some of her clothes to wear, books to read, a bicycle to ride. But how do you make sense of all the other things that someone leaves behind, the things nobody sees, boxes full of photographs, and bits of string? I used these objects alongside images and memories of my own to make this short animation, which I dedicate to her memory.
From award-winning Indian director Ritesh Batra comes a great little short film called The Master Chef. “Akhil, a young shoeshine boy, dreams of becoming a gourmet chef when he has a chance encounter with India’s most popular TV cuisiner…” Enjoy.
Filmmaker Louis Paquet put together this short detailing what the opening credits of Forrest Gump would look like if the film had been directed by Wes Anderson instead of Robert Zemeckis. Naturally, it opens with a box of chocolates and closes with a feather.
(via) Puppeteers Jim Henson and Frank Oz (playing Kermit The Frog and Fozzie Bear) improvise like the geniuses they were during this 1979 camera test for The Muppet Movie.
Kermit: “Well Fozzie, the thing of it is though you’re not a real bear. You’re not a real natural bear. I mean, you’re talking about a bear in its natural habitat…What do you have, you have sort of a fake fur. You’ve got foam rubber. You’ve got foam rubber and fake fur. You’re an artificial bear. Have you ever seen a bear with a magenta nose?”
Fozzie: “I got news for you kid. You have to hurt me, I’m going to have to hurt you. Are you ready for this? Are you ready? You got a wire on your arm. It’s only for movement. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I believe in you. I do understand that I am not a real bear but I know what I am. I am what I am. But I’m a real puppet. I’m happy with my lot in life.”
Lose yourself in this short documentary film, the first about surfing in India, a country with a 7,500km, a population of over 1.2 billion people, and barely one hundred surfers.
Through interviews with local watermen we celebrate the joy of riding waves and the aloha spirit of the Indian surf tribe. As the numbers of surfers in the country keep growing each day, we hope that these stories may never be lost and shall help create a deeper sense of surf community in India.
Strangely, to date, there remains no credible explanation for any of it. Bonus: dude at 0:52 wins the internet.
Chef, a new comedy about an executive chef’s life and times following a dust-up with a critic, is coming out next month. From the looks of the trailer above, what makes it authentic isn’t Scarlett Johanssen as a hostess, the food critic’s beautifully expressed assholery (Oliver Platt is always amazing), the social media errors in judgment, Dustin Hoffman’s restaurateur hissy-fit, or all the food porn, it’s John Leguizamo shaking corn starch on his testicles. Whoever their kitchen consultant was deserves an Oscar!