How Franklin Became Peanuts’ First Black Character, Thanks to a Caring Schoolteacher (1968)

Like many chil­dren of the 70s, I was wild for Charles Schulz’s Peanuts, and had the mer­chan­dise to prove it. I was a Snoopy girl, for the most part, but not averse to receiv­ing items fea­tur­ing oth­er characters—Linus, Schroed­er, the caus­tic Lucy, Pig­Pen, and, of course, Char­lie Brown. My father was a suck­er for the com­par­a­tive­ly butch Pep­per­mint Pat­ty, and Mar­cie, the bespec­ta­cled hang­er-on who referred to Pat­ty as “Sir.”

But there was one char­ac­ter I don’t remem­ber see­ing on any Peanuts swag in 1970s Indi­ana…. Actu­al­ly, that’s not accu­rate. I don’t remem­ber any Shermy sweat­shirts. Female sec­ond bananas like Vio­let, the orig­i­nal, i.e. non-Pep­per­mint Pat­ty, and Frie­da were also under­rep­re­sent­ed, despite the latter’s oft-men­tioned nat­u­ral­ly curly hair.

The char­ac­ter I’m think­ing of nev­er became a major play­er, but he was notable. Ground-break­ing even. Can you guess?

Franklin

Thats right: Franklin, the only African-Amer­i­can mem­ber of the Peanuts gang.

(An African-Amer­i­can tod­dler, Milo, below, had a 17-strip run in 1977 when Char­lie Brown had to skip town after exact­ing his revenge on the kite-eat­ing tree… That’s it. Poor Franklin.)

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Franklin owes his exis­tence, in large part, to Har­ri­et Glick­man, a white teacher from LA, who found let­ter writ­ing one of the few forms of activism in which a moth­er of three children—all square­ly with­in the Peanuts demographic—could ful­ly par­tic­i­pate. Raised by lib­er­al par­ents to con­sid­er her­self a glob­al cit­i­zen, and to speak out against injus­tice, she wrote the authors of sev­er­al lead­ing com­ic strips in the wake of Dr. Mar­tin Luther King’s assas­si­na­tion in April, 1968.  Would the cre­ators of Peanuts and Mary Worth con­sid­er intro­duc­ing a black char­ac­ter into the mix, as a first step on what Glick­man fore­saw as a “long and tor­tu­ous road” toward a future cli­mate of “open friend­ship, trust and mobil­i­ty” between the races?

Mary Worth’s Allen Saun­ders declined, appar­ent­ly say­ing that he shared Glick­man’s sen­ti­ments but feared the syn­di­cate would drop his strip if he fol­lowed her sug­ges­tion.

Schulz didn’t exact­ly leap at the chance, either, say­ing that he was in the same boat as the oth­er sym­pa­thet­ic car­toon­ists who’d begged off. What he feared wasn’t so much the syndicate’s response, as the sus­pi­cion that he might be seen as “patron­iz­ing our Negro friends.”

Glick­man per­sist­ed, ask­ing his per­mis­sion to share his let­ter with some of her “Negro friends,” all par­ents. Per­haps they could offer some thoughts that might induce the car­toon­ist to say yes.

One of these friends, Glickman’s neigh­bor, Ken Kel­ly, prompt­ly fired off his own let­ter to Schulz, writ­ing:

I’d like to express an opin­ion as a Negro father of two young boys. We have a sit­u­a­tion in Amer­i­ca in which racial enmi­ty is con­stant­ly por­trayed.


Like Glick­man, he felt that a “casu­al day-to-day scene” fea­tur­ing a non-white char­ac­ter would give his sons and oth­er chil­dren of col­or a chance to see them­selves reflect­ed in the strip, while pro­mot­ing “racial ami­ty” to read­ers of all races.

Glick­man expressed hope that Peanuts would even­tu­al­ly grow to include more than one black child:

Let them be as adorable as the others…but please…allow them a Lucy!

With­in weeks of receiv­ing Kelly’s let­ter, and just over two months into Glickman’s let­ter-writ­ing cam­paign, Schulz reached a deci­sion. He wrote Glick­man that she should check the paper the week of July 29, 1968.

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Franklin, his skin tone indi­cat­ed by close­ly set diag­o­nal lines, made his debut in a bathing suit, return­ing Char­lie Brown’s run­away beach ball. The encounter took three days to play out, dur­ing which Franklin and Char­lie Brown form an alliance of vaca­tion­ing chil­dren whose usu­al play­mates are else­where. It would seem that the major dif­fer­ence between them is that Franklin’s dad is in Viet­nam. Obvi­ous­ly, a lot of thought went into their casu­al dia­logue.

Benign as Franklin was, his pres­ence sparked out­rage. Some South­ern read­ers cried foul when he showed up in the same class­room as Mar­cie and Pep­per­mint Pat­ty. Oth­ers felt Franklin wasn’t black enough.

Ulti­mate­ly Franklin nev­er achieved A‑list sta­tus, but he did res­onate with cer­tain read­ers, notably William Bell, a diver­si­ty offi­cer work­ing with the Cincin­nati Police Depart­ment.

And while Franklin t‑shirts have shown up on the racks, it was only a cou­ple of years ago that he joined the realm of offi­cial­ly licensed action fig­ures, as a Char­lie Brown Christ­mas fig­urine.

Vis­it Mash­able to see repro­duc­tions of Glick­man and Schulz’s cor­re­spon­dence. And watch the video above to hear more about her upbring­ing and anoth­er com­ic that fea­tured black char­ac­ters, Date­line: Dan­ger!, a col­lab­o­ra­tion between Saun­ders’ son John and artist Al McWilliams.

Via Mash­able

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Charles Schulz Draws Char­lie Brown in 45 Sec­onds and Exor­cis­es His Demons

Watch the First Ani­ma­tions of Peanuts: Com­mer­cials for the Ford Motor Com­pa­ny (1959–1961)

Read Mar­tin Luther King and The Mont­gomery Sto­ry: The Influ­en­tial 1957 Civ­il Rights Com­ic Book

Ayun Hal­l­i­day is an author, illus­tra­tor, and Chief Pri­ma­tol­o­gist of the East Vil­lage Inky zine. Fol­low her @AyunHalliday

Thieves Steal F.W. Murnau’s Skull, But His Greatest Films Still Remain Free Online

After the great direc­tor F.W. Mur­nau died in a car crash in Cal­i­for­nia at the young age of 42, his body was flown back to his native Ger­many to be buried, and that’s where he has rest­ed since 1931.

Until this week, that is, when some­body made off with the director’s skull.

Reports are sketchy and rely on this report from Ger­man news out­let BZ, but, accord­ing to police, some­body opened up Murnau’s met­al cof­fin and removed the head from the embalmed corpse. Wax and a can­dle were found at the scene, sug­gest­ing to some that the theft had occult ties.

It’s not the first time that Murnau’s grave has been dis­turbed. The cof­fin was van­dal­ized in the 1970s, but this time the theft has Olaf Ihle­feldt, the cemetery’s man­ag­er, call­ing it a scan­dal. (The ceme­tery also holds the bod­ies of com­pos­er Engel­bert Humperdinck and Bauhaus School mem­ber Wal­ter Gropius.)

It’s rare for an artist’s grave to be robbed–fans pre­fer to cov­er grave­stones with mean­ing­ful graffiti–while it is world lead­ers that usu­al­ly get their bits stolen, like Geronimo’s skull, Mussolini’s brain, and, for some rea­son, Napoleon’s penis.

Mur­nau is best known for the spook­i­est Drac­u­la tale ever told in cel­lu­loid, 1922’s Nos­fer­atu, which had coffins aplen­ty. It is also, by the way, free to view above. He also delved into the Satan­ic with his ver­sion of Faust (1926), which fea­tures a march­ing band of skele­tons, among oth­er appari­tions:

Murnau’s fil­mog­ra­phy con­tains a 1920 ver­sion of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, and The Hunch­back and the Dancer from the same year, though both films are lost. The direc­tor did tend towards hor­ror, but two of his finest films did not.


The Last Laugh (1924) is a poignant tale about a hotel door­man who can’t bear the shame of being fired, and con­tains one of cinema’s finest “direc­tor ex machi­na” with an improb­a­ble but hap­py end­ing. Once Mur­nau moved to Hol­ly­wood, he direct­ed Sun­rise (1927), which blend­ed the director’s expres­sion­is­tic style with a Tin­sel Town bud­get, a tale of a love near­ly lost then res­ur­rect­ed. Four years and anoth­er three films lat­er, Murnau’s career would be over. He died in a San­ta Bar­bara hos­pi­tal after a traf­fic acci­dent by the Rincon–now a famous surf­ing location–just a few miles from where I now write these words, 84 years lat­er.

You can find Mur­nau’s films added to our col­lec­tion, 4,000+ Free Movies Online: Great Clas­sics, Indies, Noir, West­erns, Doc­u­men­taries & More.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Free: F. W. Murnau’s Sun­rise, the 1927 Mas­ter­piece Vot­ed the 5th Best Movie of All Time

Time Out Lon­don Presents The 100 Best Hor­ror Films: Start by Watch­ing Four Hor­ror Clas­sics Free Online

101 Free Silent Films: The Great Clas­sics

Watch Häx­an, the Clas­sic Cin­e­mat­ic Study of Witch­craft Nar­rat­ed by William S. Bur­roughs (1922)

Ted Mills is a free­lance writer on the arts who cur­rent­ly hosts the FunkZone Pod­cast. You can also fol­low him on Twit­ter at @tedmills, read his oth­er arts writ­ing at tedmills.com and/or watch his films here.

Free: Download Neil deGrasse Tyson’s Short Course, The Inexplicable Universe, in Audio or Video Format

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Relat­ed Con­tent:

Neil deGrasse Tyson Lists 8 (Free) Books Every Intel­li­gent Per­son Should Read

Free Online Physics Cours­es

World Sci­ence U Lets You Take Free Physics Cours­es from Lead­ing Minds in the Field

Free Physics Text­books

Col­in Mar­shall writes on cities, lan­guage, Asia, and men’s style. He’s at work on a book about Los Ange­les, A Los Ange­les Primer, and the video series The City in Cin­e­ma. Fol­low him on Twit­ter at @colinmarshall or on Face­book.

How Django Reinhardt, After Losing Two Fingers, Developed An Innovative Style & Inspired Black Sabbath Guitarist Toni Iommi to Do the Same

Heavy Met­al owes many debts, though it doesn’t always acknowl­edge them—debts to clas­si­cal music, through gui­tarists like Yng­wie Malm­steen, to the blues, through Led Zep­pelin and Deep Pur­ple, and to jazz, through a host of play­ers, includ­ing Black Sabbath’s gui­tarist Tony Iom­mi. But while oth­er play­ers have picked up tech­niques from the jazz idiom like blast beats and sweep pick­ing, Iom­mi found some­thing else: the moti­va­tion to relearn to play the gui­tar after los­ing three of the fin­ger­tips on his right hand in an indus­tri­al acci­dent, on his last day on the job, right before he was to embark on a Euro­pean tour. He was only 17 years old. Iom­mi nar­rates the sto­ry him­self above in “Fin­gers Bloody Fin­gers,” a pow­er­ful ani­mat­ed short by illus­tra­tor Paul Blow and ani­ma­tor Kee Koo.

After the grue­some acci­dent, Iom­mi, “extreme­ly depressed,” trag­i­cal­ly resigned him­self to nev­er play the gui­tar again — that is, until his fac­to­ry man­ag­er vis­it­ed him in the hos­pi­tal and told him the sto­ry of Djan­go Rein­hardt, the Bel­gian-Romani swing gui­tarist who lost two fin­gers in a ter­ri­ble fire at age 18, him­self just on the verge of star­dom and high­ly sought after by the great­est band­lead­ers of the day. In the clip above from the French doc­u­men­tary Trois doigts de genie (Three Fin­gers of Genius), learn how Rein­hardt over­came his dis­abil­i­ty to become one of the most famous gui­tarists of his day, and see why Iom­mi was so inspired by his sto­ry. “A less­er musi­cian would have giv­en up,” wrote Mike Springer in a pre­vi­ous post, “but Rein­hardt over­came the lim­i­ta­tion by invent­ing his own method of play­ing.” Iom­mi, of course, did the same, also along the way intro­duc­ing a lighter gauge of string, which mil­lions of rock gui­tarists now use.

Rein­hardt toured and record­ed with his own ensem­bles and with Duke Elling­ton and oth­ers. Unfor­tu­nate­ly pre­cious lit­tle footage of him exists, but you can see him above with vio­lin­ist Stephane Grap­pel­li in their Quin­tette du Hot Club and in a few oth­er short clips in this post. Once you hear Djan­go’s sto­ry of over­com­ing adver­si­ty, and once you hear him play, you’ll under­stand why he inspired Iom­mi to push through his own pain and lim­i­ta­tions to become one of the most influ­en­tial gui­tarists of his gen­er­a­tion.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Djan­go Rein­hardt and the Inspir­ing Sto­ry Behind His Gui­tar Tech­nique

Djan­go Rein­hardt Demon­strates His Gui­tar Genius in Rare Footage From the 1930s, 40s & 50s

Heavy Met­al: BBC Film Explores the Music, Per­son­al­i­ties & Great Cloth­ing That Hit the Stage in the 1980s

Josh Jones is a writer and musi­cian based in Durham, NC. Fol­low him at @jdmagness.

Download The 4‑Hour Chef by Tim Ferriss as a Free Audio Book

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On the off chance that this kind of thing inter­ests you, Boing Boing is mak­ing avail­able a free audio down­load of Tim Fer­riss’ book, The 4‑Hour Chef. The book pitch­es itself as fol­lows:

You’ll train inside the kitchen for every­thing out­side the kitchen. Fea­tur­ing tips and tricks from chess prodi­gies, world-renowned chefs, pro ath­letes, mas­ter som­me­liers, super mod­els, and every­one in between, this “cook­book for peo­ple who don’t buy cook­books” is a guide to mas­ter­ing cook­ing and life.

The 4‑Hour Chef is a five-stop jour­ney through the art and sci­ence of learn­ing:

1. META-LEARNING. Before you learn to cook, you must learn to learn. META charts the path to dou­bling your learn­ing poten­tial.

2. THE DOMESTIC. DOM is where you learn the build­ing blocks of cook­ing. These are the ABCs (tech­niques) that can take you from Dr, Seuss to Shake­speare.

3. THE WILD. Becom­ing a mas­ter stu­dent requires self-suf­fi­cien­cy in all things. WILD teach­es you to hunt, for­age, and sur­vive.

4. THE SCIENTIST. SCI is the mad sci­en­tist and mod­ernist painter wrapped into one. This is where you redis­cov­er whim­sy and won­der.

5. THE PROFESSIONAL. Swaraj, a term usu­al­ly asso­ci­at­ed with Mahat­ma Gand­hi, can be trans­lat­ed as “self-rule.” In PRO, we’ll look at how the best in the world become the best in the world, and how you can chart your own path far beyond this book.

You can down­load it here.

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Watch the Very First Feature Documentary: Nanook of the North by Robert J. Flaherty (1922)

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A rudi­men­ta­ry dif­fer­ence between fic­tion nar­ra­tives and doc­u­men­tary film is sup­posed to be that one is cre­at­ed out of the imag­i­na­tion, and the oth­er is a record­ed doc­u­ment of real events. Yet if we go right back to the very first fea­ture length doc­u­men­tary, Robert J. Fla­her­ty’s Nanook of the North, we see that the line between fact and fic­tion was just as wob­bly then as now.

A pop­u­lar suc­cess when it was released in 1922, Nanook brought its hero­ic title char­ac­ter to an audi­ence who knew noth­ing about the Native tribes of the north. The film shows a way of life that was dis­ap­pear­ing as Fla­her­ty, orig­i­nal­ly an explor­er and prospec­tor, began to doc­u­ment it. We see the hardy Inu­it Nanook hunt­ing with spears, pulling up to a trad­ing sta­tion in a kayak and trad­ing with the white own­er. We see his wife and kids, the fam­i­ly build­ing an igloo and bed­ding down for the night. The film empha­sizes as much his self-reliance as it does Nanook’s naivety. And it ful­ly cement­ed the idea of the Eski­mo in pop­u­lar cul­ture. Nanook became a name as syn­ony­mous with the Inu­it as Pierre is to the French. Frank Zap­pa even wrote a song suite about Nanook.

Fla­her­ty was not trained in film, and learned what he could quick­ly about pho­tog­ra­phy when he decid­ed to shoot footage up north while work­ing for the Cana­di­an Pacif­ic Rail­way. He acci­den­tal­ly destroyed all of his orig­i­nal footage when he dropped a cig­a­rette on the flam­ma­ble nitrite film and set about rais­ing mon­ey for a reshoot. With­out prece­dent, Fla­her­ty rethought his doc into what we now rec­og­nize as clas­sic form: Instead of try­ing to cap­ture the cul­ture, he chose one man as his main char­ac­ter, an entry into an unknown world.

And in those reshoots we find the line between fic­tion and fact blurred. Nanook’s real name was Allakar­i­al­lak, and though he was a hunter, he and his tribe had long ditched the spear for the much more effec­tive gun. Fla­her­ty want­ed to rep­re­sent Inu­it life before the Euro­pean influ­ence, and Allakar­i­al­lak played along, not just hunt­ing with his spear, but pre­tend­ing at the trade out­post not to rec­og­nize a gramo­phone.

The scenes inside the igloo were staged for good rea­son: the cam­era was too big and the light­ing need­ed would have melt­ed the walls. So Allakar­i­al­lak and the crew built a cut­away igloo where the fam­i­ly could pre­tend to bed down for the night. (Oh, and the two women we see were actu­al­ly Flaherty’s com­mon law wives.)

Fla­her­ty’s lega­cy was in com­bin­ing ethnog­ra­phy, trav­el­ogue, and show­ing how peo­ple live and work, none of which had been done before in film. Fla­her­ty con­tin­ued to make doc­u­men­taries into 1950, includ­ing Man of Aran (about life on the Irish isle of the same name) and Tabu, a Poly­ne­sian island tale direct­ed by F.W. Mur­nau, best known for Nos­fer­atu. But none had the impact of this film. When the Library of Con­gress first start­ed list­ing films in 1989 for preser­va­tion, spec­i­fy­ing ones that were “cul­tur­al­ly, his­tor­i­cal­ly, or aes­thet­i­cal­ly sig­nif­i­cant,” Nanook was in the first selec­tion of 25.

The idea of build­ing a liv­ing habi­tat in order to con­trol the action still hap­pens in nature doc­u­men­taries, and humans read­i­ly play­ing a ver­sion of them­selves to tell a cer­tain kind of nar­ra­tive is the basis of all real­i­ty TV. Fla­her­ty bent bor­ing truth to get to a dif­fer­ent, “essen­tial” truth. Is it bet­ter that we believe that Nanook died out on the ice, a vic­tim of the harsh real­i­ty of sur­vival on the ice, or to know that he actu­al­ly died at home from tuber­cu­lo­sis? The qual­i­ties that caused con­tro­ver­sy upon Nanook’s release aren’t the oppo­site of doc­u­men­tary, they *are* doc­u­men­tary.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

The 10 Great­est Doc­u­men­taries of All Time Accord­ing to 340 Film­mak­ers and Crit­ics

Watch Luis Buñuel’s Sur­re­al Trav­el Doc­u­men­tary A Land With­out Bread (1933)

Watch Dzi­ga Vertov’s Unset­tling Sovi­et Toys: The First Sovi­et Ani­mat­ed Movie Ever (1924)

Ted Mills is a free­lance writer on the arts who cur­rent­ly hosts the FunkZone Pod­cast. You can also fol­low him on Twit­ter at @tedmills, read his oth­er arts writ­ing at tedmills.com and/or watch his films here.

Watch Stewart Brand’s 6‑Part Series How Buildings Learn, With Music by Brian Eno

Stew­art Brand came onto the cul­tur­al scene dur­ing the 1960s, help­ing to stage the Acid Tests made famous by Ken Kesey and the Mer­ry Pranksters, and lat­er launch­ing the influ­en­tial Whole Earth Cat­a­log (some­thing Steve Jobs described as “Google in paper­back form, 35 years before Google came along”). He also vig­or­ous­ly cam­paigned in 1966 to have NASA release a pho­to­graph show­ing the entire­ty of Earth from space — some­thing we take for grant­ed now, but fired human­i­ty’s imag­i­na­tion back then.

Dur­ing the 1970s and beyond, Brand found­ed CoEvo­lu­tion Quar­ter­ly, a suc­ces­sor to the Whole Earth Cat­a­log; The WELL (“Whole Earth ‘Lec­tron­ic Link”), “a pro­to­typ­i­cal, wide-rang­ing online com­mu­ni­ty for intel­li­gent, informed par­tic­i­pants the world over;” and even­tu­al­ly The Long Now Foun­da­tion, whose work we’ve high­light­ed here before. When not cre­at­ing new insti­tu­tions, he has poured his cre­ative ener­gies into books and films.

Above you can watch How Build­ings Learn, Brand’s six-part BBC TV series from 1997, which comes com­plete with music by Bri­an Eno. Based on his illus­trat­ed book shar­ing the same titlethe TV series offers a cri­tique of mod­ernist approach­es to archi­tec­ture (think Buck­min­ster Fuller, Frank Gehry, and Le Cor­busier) and instead argues for “an organ­ic kind of build­ing, based on four walls, which is easy to change and expand and grow as the ide­al form of build­ing.”

Brand made the series avail­able on his Youtube chan­nel, with these words: “Any­body is wel­come to use any­thing from this series in any way they like… Hack away. Do cred­it the BBC, who put con­sid­er­able time and tal­ent into the project.” And he added the note­wor­thy foot­note: “this was one of the first tele­vi­sion pro­duc­tions made entire­ly in dig­i­tal— shot dig­i­tal, edit­ed dig­i­tal.”

Find the first three parts above, and the remain­ing parts below:

You can find How Build­ings Learn added to our list of Free Doc­u­men­taries, a sub­set of our col­lec­tion, 4,000+ Free Movies Online: Great Clas­sics, Indies, Noir, West­erns, Doc­u­men­taries & More.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

The His­to­ry of West­ern Archi­tec­ture: From Ancient Greece to Roco­co (A Free Online Course)

The Acid Test Reels: Ken Kesey & The Grate­ful Dead’s Sound­track for the 1960s Famous LSD Par­ties

Ken Kesey’s First LSD Trip Ani­mat­ed

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Andrei Tarkovsky Calls Kubrick’s 2001: A Space Odyssey a “Phony” Film “With Only Pretensions to Truth”

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Yes­ter­day we ran a list of 93 films beloved by Stan­ley Kubrick, which includes two by Andrei Tarkovsky: 1972’s Solaris and 1986’s The Sac­ri­fice. You expect one auteur to appre­ci­ate the work of anoth­er — “game rec­og­nize game,” to use the mod­ern par­lance — but the selec­tion of Solaris makes spe­cial sense. Just four years before it, Kubrick had, of course, made his own psy­cho­log­i­cal­ly and visu­al­ly-intense cin­e­mat­ic voy­age out from Earth into the great beyond, 2001: A Space Odyssey.

The appre­ci­a­tion, alas, was­n’t mutu­al. “Tarkovsky sup­pos­ed­ly made Solaris in an attempt to one-up Kubrick after he had seen 2001 (which he referred to as cold and ster­ile),” writes Joshua War­ren at criterion.com. “Inter­est­ing­ly enough, Kubrick appar­ent­ly real­ly liked Solaris and I’m sure he found it amus­ing that it was mar­ket­ed as ‘the Russ­ian answer to 2001.’ ” Jonathan Crow recent­ly quot­ed Tarkovsky as say­ing: “2001: A Space Odyssey is pho­ny on many points, even for spe­cial­ists. For a true work of art, the fake must be elim­i­nat­ed.”

That pro­nounce­ment comes from a 1970, pre-Solaris inter­view with Tarkovsky by Naum Abramov. The Russ­ian auteur indicts what he sees as 2001’s lack of emo­tion­al truth due to its exces­sive tech­no­log­i­cal inven­tion, effec­tive­ly declar­ing that, in his own for­ay into the realm of sci­ence-fic­tion, “every­thing would be as it should. That means to cre­ate psy­cho­log­i­cal­ly, not an exot­ic but a real, every­day envi­ron­ment that would be con­veyed to the view­er through the per­cep­tion of the film’s char­ac­ters. That’s why a detailed ‘exam­i­na­tion’ of the tech­no­log­i­cal process­es of the future trans­forms the emo­tion­al foun­da­tion of a film, as a work of art, into a life­less schema with only pre­ten­sions to truth.”

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Crit­ic Philip Lopate writes that “the media played up the cold-war angle of the Sovi­et director’s deter­mi­na­tion to make an ‘anti-2001,’ and cer­tain­ly Tarkovsky used more intense­ly indi­vid­ual char­ac­ters and a more pas­sion­ate human dra­ma at the cen­ter than Kubrick.” And the films do have sim­i­lar­i­ties, from their “leisure­ly, lan­guid” nar­ra­tives to their “widescreen mise-en-scène approach that draws on supe­ri­or art direc­tion” to their “air of mys­tery that invites count­less expla­na­tions.” But Lopate argues that the themes of Solaris resem­ble those of 2001 less than those of Hitch­cock­’s Ver­ti­go: “the inabil­i­ty of the male to pro­tect the female, the mul­ti­ple dis­guis­es or ‘res­ur­rec­tions’ of the loved one, the inevitabil­i­ty of repeat­ing past mis­takes.”

As a lover of both Kubrick and Tarkovsky’s work, I can hard­ly take sides. Maybe I just need to watch both 2001 and Solaris yet again, one after anoth­er, in order to bet­ter com­pare them. (Find Tarkovsky’s films free online here.) And maybe I need to throw Ver­ti­go into the evening as well. Now that’s what I call a triple fea­ture.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Watch Solaris (1972), Andrei Tarkovsky’s Haunt­ing Vision of the Future

Andrei Tarkovsky’s Solaris Shot by Shot: A 22-Minute Break­down of the Director’s Film­mak­ing

Tarkovsky Films Now Free Online

Watch Stalk­er, Andrei Tarkovsky’s Mind-Bend­ing Mas­ter­piece Free Online

The Mas­ter­ful Polaroid Pic­tures Tak­en by Film­mak­er Andrei Tarkovsky

Tarkovsky’s Advice to Young Film­mak­ers: Sac­ri­fice Your­self for Cin­e­ma

A Poet in Cin­e­ma: Andrei Tarkovsky Reveals the Director’s Deep Thoughts on Film­mak­ing and Life

93 Films Beloved by Stan­ley Kubrick: From Fritz Lang’s Metrop­o­lis (1927) to Ron Shelton’s White Men Can’t Jump (1992)

Col­in Mar­shall writes on cities, lan­guage, Asia, and men’s style. He’s at work on a book about Los Ange­les, A Los Ange­les Primer, and the video series The City in Cin­e­ma. Fol­low him on Twit­ter at @colinmarshall or on Face­book.

Allen Ginsberg’s Handwritten Poem For Bernie Sanders, “Burlington Snow” (1986)

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Spe­cial Col­lec­tions, Uni­ver­si­ty of Ver­mont Libraries

No mat­ter how much of a polit­i­cal junkie you are, you must sure­ly have had enough of the spec­ta­cle that is the 2016 cam­paign for the pres­i­den­cy. At cur­rent count, we are faced with an astound­ing 15 can­di­dates for the Repub­li­can nom­i­na­tion, one of whom is doing his best to revive the ugli­est nativism of the 19th cen­tu­ry. On the oth­er side of our bina­ry par­ty sys­tem, we have only One. Or so it would seem if you were to pay atten­tion to much of the media cov­er­age, which only rarely men­tions the hand­ful of oth­er Demo­c­ra­t­ic con­tenders and most­ly ignores the ris­ing tide of sup­port for Bernie Sanders.

The Sen­a­tor from Ver­mont has unabashed­ly referred to him­self, through­out his long polit­i­cal career, as a demo­c­ra­t­ic social­ist or, on occa­sion, sim­ply a “socialist”—a word that strikes fear into the heart of many an Amer­i­can, and res­onates wide­ly with anoth­er por­tion of the elec­torate. Debates over what this means rage on. George Will calls Sanders’ social­ism a “cha­rade.” Thor Ben­son in the New Repub­lic accus­es him of play­ing “loose with the ter­mi­nol­o­gy.” The his­to­ry and cur­rent state of “social­ism” is so long and com­plex that no one def­i­n­i­tion seems to suit. Its polit­i­cal bag­gage in Amer­i­can dis­course, how­ev­er, is unde­ni­able.

This was just as true in 1986, when Allen Gins­berg wrote a poem in praise of Sanders, then may­or of Burling­ton, Ver­mont. Gins­berg play­ful­ly draws on the loose asso­ci­a­tions we have with the word, ham­mer­ing it home with tongue-in-cheek rep­e­ti­tion, then turn­ing reflec­tive.

Social­ist snow on the streets
Social­ist talk in the Mav­er­ick book­store
Social­ist kids suck­ing social­ist lol­lipops
Social­ist poet­ry in social­ist mouths
—aren’t the birds frozen social­ists?
Aren’t the snow­clouds block­ing the air­field
Social Demo­c­ra­t­ic Appear­ances?
Isn’t the social­ist sky owned by
the social­ist sun?
Earth itself social­ist, forests, rivers, lakes
fur­ry moun­tains, social­ist salt
in oceans?
Isn’t this poem social­ist? It does­n’t
belong to me any­more.

Call­ing it “Burling­ton Snow,” Gins­berg com­posed the poem—equal parts goofy and sincere—on a vis­it to the city, one of many pil­grim­ages made by left-wing writ­ers and artists after Sanders’ string of attempt­ed for­eign pol­i­cy inter­ven­tions. You can read all about the opti­mistic socialist—or demo­c­ra­t­ic social­ist, or whatever—in Paul Lewis’ Guardian por­trait.

via Moth­er Jones

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Allen Gins­berg & The Clash Per­form the Punk Poem “Cap­i­tal Air,” Live Onstage in Times Square (1981)

‘The Bal­lad of the Skele­tons’: Allen Ginsberg’s 1996 Col­lab­o­ra­tion with Philip Glass and Paul McCart­ney

The First Record­ing of Allen Gins­berg Read­ing “Howl” (1956)

Josh Jones is a writer and musi­cian based in Durham, NC. Fol­low him at @jdmagness

The (F)Art of War: Bawdy Japanese Art Scroll Depicts Wrenching Changes in 19th Century Japan

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When you think of tra­di­tion­al Japan­ese art, you might think of a sumi‑e ink paint­ing that evokes a copse of bam­boo with a few mas­ter­ful lines. A haiku that cap­tures the fragili­ty of beau­ty in the length of a tweet. A gar­den that some­how con­veys the tran­scen­dence of all things by ele­gant­ly fram­ing the wind in the trees.

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While the He-Gassen scroll from rough­ly the 1840s has lit­tle of the Zen-like restraint of the above exam­ples, it def­i­nite­ly shows the wind in the trees. He-Gassen (屁合戦) lit­er­al­ly trans­lates into “fart bat­tle” and it shows var­i­ous men and women with their rears in the air, break­ing hur­ri­cane-strength wind — blasts so pow­er­ful that they can launch cats into the air, blow through walls, knock over build­ings and gen­er­al­ly send vic­tims reel­ing. The scroll is eas­i­ly one of the most remark­able, and hilar­i­ous, pieces of art I’ve seen in a long while.

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The whole thing might look like an extend­ed sketch from Ter­reace and Phillip, those gassy Cana­di­an TV stars from South Park, but some argue that He-Gassen might have a polit­i­cal dimen­sion. Dur­ing the Edo peri­od (1603–1867), flat­u­lence was used as a way to mock west­ern­ers. Japan was closed off from the out­side world and they were feel­ing more and more pres­sure from the West until final­ly Amer­i­can gun boats led by Com­modore Matthew Per­ry forced the coun­try open in 1853. What bet­ter way to thwart these West­ern inter­lop­ers than with a cav­al­cade of indus­tri­al strength gas?

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You can see a few choice pic­tures above, or head over to the Wase­da Uni­ver­si­ty dig­i­tal archive and see the whole thing. 38 images in total.

via i09

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Hand-Col­ored Pho­tographs of 19th Cen­tu­ry Japan

Hōshi: A Short Film on the 1300-Year-Old Hotel Run by the Same Fam­i­ly for 46 Gen­er­a­tions

The Art of Col­lo­type: See a Near Extinct Print­ing Tech­nique, as Lov­ing­ly Prac­ticed by a Japan­ese Mas­ter Crafts­man

Jonathan Crow is a Los Ange­les-based writer and film­mak­er whose work has appeared in Yahoo!, The Hol­ly­wood Reporter, and oth­er pub­li­ca­tions. You can fol­low him at @jonccrow. And check out his blog Veep­to­pus, fea­tur­ing lots of pic­tures of vice pres­i­dents with octo­pus­es on their heads.  The Veep­to­pus store is here.

Hear Dylan Thomas Read Three Poems by W.H. Auden, Including “September 1, 1939”

Sep­a­rat­ed by only sev­en years, Dylan Thomas and W.H. Auden had what might be called a friend­ly rivalry—at least, that is, from Thomas’ point of view. The hard-drink­ing Welsh poet once wished Auden a hap­py sev­en­ti­eth birthday—on his thir­ti­eth. It’s a typ­i­cal com­ment, writes biog­ra­ph­er Wal­ford Davies, expressed “with the attrac­tive brio of a younger broth­er.” Thomas wrote of his admi­ra­tion for “the mature, reli­gious, and log­i­cal fight­er,” but dep­re­cat­ed “the boy bushranger” in the old­er, more reserved Auden.

Whether we take these appraisals as gen­tle rib­bing or—as anoth­er Thomas biog­ra­ph­er Andrew Lycett writes—“disdain,” it does not seem that Thomas felt such antipa­thy for Auden’s poet­ry. One would think the con­trary lis­ten­ing to him read Auden’s “As I Walked Out One Evening,” above. Thomas, Lycett tells us, “approved of Auden’s propen­si­ty for rad­i­cal cul­tur­al change” but dis­ap­proved of the way his “polit­i­cal tub thump­ing got in the way of his poet­ry.”

Thomas uses his sonorous voice in a the­atri­cal way that well-suits Auden’s state­ly verse. That voice became a reg­u­lar fea­ture for sev­er­al years on the BBC for whom Thomas record­ed broad­cast after broad­cast of read­ings and radio plays in the late 1940s. As we’ve detailed in a pre­vi­ous post, he made many record­ings of his own work as well, includ­ing of his most well known poem, “Do Not Go Gen­tle into that Good Night,” which he reads in somber, mea­sured tones. Above, in a read­ing of Auden’s “Sep­tem­ber 1, 1939,” Thomas takes a strained, almost affect­ed, tone, per­haps evinc­ing some aver­sion to the “polit­i­cal tub-thump­ing” in Auden’s poem. His breath­ing is labored, and he was, in all like­li­hood, drunk. He usu­al­ly was, and he did suf­fer from a breath­ing con­di­tion. Thomas sad­ly drank him­self to death, while Auden, who didn’t quite see sev­en­ty, lived on twen­ty more years, and record­ed his own read­ings of “As I Went Walk­ing” and “Sep­tem­ber 1, 1939.”

Both the lat­ter Auden poem and the one Thomas reads above, “Song of the Mas­ter and Boatswain,” begin in bars: the speak­er in “Sep­tem­ber 1” sits “in one of the dives / on Fifty-Sec­ond Street.” “Song of the Mas­ter and the Boatswain” opens “At Dirty Dick­’s and Slop­py Joe’s” where “we drank our liquor straight.” Aside from these set­tings nei­ther has any­thing at all in com­mon. “Mas­ter and Boatswain” is almost bawdy, but ends on a cyn­i­cal note. Writ­ten days after the event and dense with philo­soph­i­cal and clas­si­cal allu­sions, “Sep­tem­ber 1” laments Germany’s inva­sion of Poland, the effec­tive begin­ning of what would become World War II. Thomas was a more anar­chic, less restrained poet, and Auden, the more edu­cat­ed, and dis­ci­plined, of the two. But it can cer­tain­ly be said that they shared a sim­i­lar sen­si­bil­i­ty in a taste for the trag­ic.

You can immerse your­self in Auden and Thomas’ poet­ry by pick­ing up copies of Col­lect­ed Poems: Auden and The Col­lect­ed Poems of Dylan Thomas: The Orig­i­nal Edi­tion.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Dylan Thomas Recites ‘Do Not Go Gen­tle into That Good Night’ and Oth­er Poems

“Sep­tem­ber 1, 1939″ by W.H. Auden

Josh Jones is a writer and musi­cian based in Durham, NC. Fol­low him at @jdmagness


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