Posted By Sandra Alland

Ah, Edinburgh. City where I have now been egged twice by homophobic idiots. I don't really know what more to add to that. Eggs hurt quite a freakin lot, bruise skin even more, and ruin clothes. Yay, eggs. Yay, cowards. Yay, Scotland.

In other depressing news, that Patti Smith documentary kinda reeks. I love Patti Smith. I don't love watching her eat a hot dog on Coney Island for ten minutes. I don't know... I watch a documentary about a rock star poet, and I guess I kinda want to see... rock n' roll and poetry? Not hot dogs. Not her annoying 14 year-old son. Not endless shots of her apartment. Etc. Snore. And it must've been quite hard to make Patti Smith boring. I guess they deserve kudos for that at least...



1 Comment(s):
Charlie Huisken said...
I saw this movie when it was featured as part of a spring film festival in Toronto - Hot Docs I think it was. And I have to say I agree with you. Plus other than Patti's family stuff there was no depiction of a context from which Patti emerged - nothing of substance about the scene on The Lower East Side and in The East Village in Manhattan. Better than the movie is a book called "Up is Up but so is Down" published by NYU press.
January 15, 2009 11:10:50
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