Celebrate the new year and a new season of Queer/Art/Film with our guest presenter, artist and activist Carlos Motta.
WHAT: Carlos Motta presents TO DIE LIKE A MAN
WHEN: Monday, January 12, 8PM
WHERE: IFC Center - 323 6th Ave at W. 3rd St.
TO DIE LIKE A MAN 2009. Portugal. 134 min. Directed by João Pedro Rodrigues. 35mm.
Tonia rules the drag club scene of Lisbon. But when she decides to transition from male to female, what fates lay in store for her younger lover, her faith, her son and herself? TO DIES LIKE A MAN is a striking epic from acclaimed Portuguese filmmaker João Pedro Rodrigues (O Fantasma). Voted Best Undistributed Film of 2009 by the Village Voice, Rodrigues's film is a lyrical and fantastical melodrama that Columbian artist Carlos Motta applauds as a, “beautiful meditation on gender identity, drag, gay culture, aging and death.” Like much of Motta’s work, the film “addresses some the many challenges and vulnerabilities of living a queer life: How does one construct oneself in the world as a queer person? How does one create alternative relationships, families, ties?”
As always, our screening will be followed by drinks and discussion at Julius Bar (159 West 10th St. at Waverly)
Don’t Go In the HouseSpectacle
124 South 3rd Street Brooklyn, NY11211
DON’T GO IN THE HOUSE
Dir. Joseph Ellison, 1979.
USA. 82 min.
D. Boon asked, “What makes a man start fires?” Donny’s coworkers at the garbage disposal plant call him a fag and a sicko when he stands coldly transfixed as the incinerator envelops a co-worker in flames. He returns home to find his mother dead: his long-suffering guardian, who punished him as a child by holding his arms over the stove’s open flames. The curdled scars on his arms say nothing of the hideous psychological brand on his brain. His homicidal passion ignited, Donny does what any frustrated man would do: buys a flamethrower, builds a steel room, and lures women home so he can set them ablaze then arrange their charred corpses in his sitting room.
A decidedly sick ripoff of PSYCHO, DON’T GO IN THE HOUSE is perhaps less along the lines of a cheapie slasher than a film that seems to at least some extent be legitimately interested in creating a character portrait around a disturbed mind. (When Donny decides he’s been cured and changes from his working class duds into a new leisure suit, you almost want to believe he’s going to find true love at the discotheque instead of lighting a bunch of people on fire.) Consider it TAXI DRIVER with a blowtorch and the grindhouse version of a Scorsesean Catholic guilt complex. Future SOPRANOS wiseguy Dan Grimaldi turns in a memorable performance as Donny, and the film has some truly creepy moments and shocking scares.