Christmas U.S.A.

United States

1949

13 Min

Black and White

Silent

Currently 3.7/5 Stars.
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CAST Mario Antonnini, Frederic Burae Davenport

Things spin: amusement park rides, a phonograph record. A man wakes, shaves, and takes a phone call. Another man, in a kimono, walks in the woods, stops, and opens a small decorative box on the forest floor. People at an amusement park called Little Harlem enjoy themselves. A man walks through another amusement park, called Cavalcade Worlds, as midway rides spin. At a house, an older woman cleans; a pre-teen girl sets the table; a teenaged boy showers. After he dresses, he holds a candle high above his head and walks swiftly toward a young man standing bare-chested, his arms extended. A man arrives home where the girl has set the table. The youth sleeps. Christmas? —IMDb

Director

Gregory J. Markopoulos

Gregory Markopoulos (March 12, 1928 – November 12, 1992) was an Greek-American experimental filmmaker. Born in Toledo, Ohio to Greek immigrant parents, Markopoulos began making 8 mm films at an early age. He attended USC Film School in the late 1940’s, and went on to become a notable co-founder — with Jonas Mekas, Shirley Clarke, Stan Brakhage and others — of the New American Cinema movement, a contributor to Film Culture magazine, and an instructor at the Art Institute of Chicago.

In 1967, he and his partner Robert Beavers left the United States for permanent residence in Europe. Once ensconced in self-imposed exile, Markopoulos withdrew his films from circulation, refused any interviews, and insisted that a chapter about him be removed from the 2nd edition of Visionary Film, P. Adams Sitney’s seminal study of American Avant-Garde Cinema. While he continued to make films, his work went largely unseen for almost thirty years. —Wikipedia

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Aguaespejo

25Mar13

Beautiful spare allusive elusive mood poem that breaks into two parts, the first that creates a melancholic mood amidst a 'cavalcade of worlds' and the second that is somewhat narrative about the romantic urge to break forth from the sphere of domesticity.