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Big Movie Night In Memphis With Bowie At The Brooks and Sundance Winner The Russian Woodpecker at Ridgeway

Cinephiles looking for entertainment on hump night are in luck this Wednesday.

You’ll be loving Bowie as the alien in The Man Who Fell To Earth

At the Brooks Museum, Memphis underground filmmaker and Bowie scholar Mike McCarthy is presenting a night of art and film devoted to Ziggy Stardust. The main attraction is Nicholas Roeg’s 1976 sci fi classic, The Man Who Fell To Earth. It’s David Bowie’s greatest film role, an inadvertent portrait of a man at the end of his rope. I’ve always thought the movie looked a little washed out, but as you can see from this trailer, the brand new 4K digital remastering has really brought out the subtleties in Roeg’s color sense. An art making reception begins at 6 PM at the Brooks, with the film program, featuring McCarthy and U of M professor Virginia Soloman, staring at 7 PM.

Big Movie Night In Memphis With Bowie At The Brooks and Sundance Winner The Russian Woodpecker at Ridgeway

Across town at the Malco Ridgeway Grill, Indie Memphis’ Wednesday film series presents this year’s Sundance Grand Jury Prize winner The Russian Woodpecker. It’s an experimental documentary by Russian artist Fedor Alexandrovich, in which the filmmaker and crew explore mysteries of the former Soviet Union deep inside the Chernoybl Exclusion Zone. If that doesn’t sound spooky enough for you, try this trailer on for size.

Big Movie Night In Memphis With Bowie At The Brooks and Sundance Winner The Russian Woodpecker at Ridgeway (2)

The screening is at 7 PM at Malco Ridgeway.

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Food & Drink Hungry Memphis

Cafe Brooks Debuts, etc.

Cafe Brooks by Paradox, at the Memphis Brooks Museum of Art, opened today.

The cafe is in the space that was once the gift shop. The old Brushmark is now a gallery.

Brooks partnered with Paradox Catering for the venture. Paradox includes chefs Jimmy Gentry and Jessica Lambert.

The menu is aimed for at the patron looking for a quick bite in order to get back to absorbing all the Brooks’ art. There is a selection of salads and sandwiches, plus pastries and coffees. Prices top out at $12.  

• The first local PizzaRev is set to open next Thursday, January 26th.

The restaurant, at 6450 Poplar near International Paper, is an artisan build-your-own pizza place.

And and and … according to a press release from PizzaRev, it will be the first place in the city with a iPourIt system, which is self-serve beer (!).

To demo the system, PizzaRev is hosting an event on Saturday, January 28th, 5 to 10 p.m. Guests (21 and older) will receive a free pizza with the purchase of a 16-ounce beer.

• The owners of Sports Junction have finally unveiled its new name: Growlers.

• A permit has been pulled for Philippine Restaurant on Germantown Parkway.

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Art Art Feature

Nnenna Okore’s “Sheer Audacity” at the Brooks.

Wheeler Williams’ 1961 female forms “Spring, Summer, Fall,” flanking the main entrance of the Brooks Museum, cycles from birth to death.

In a softer and much more abstract way, Nnenna Okore’s “Sheer Audacity” also offers commentary on aging, deterioration, and the temporary state of things.

“Sheer Audacity” is the second in the Brooks’ Rotunda Series, a part of the museum’s year-long centennial celebration. Assembled over two days and designed especially for the rotunda, Okore’s installation follows the looming “Rage of the Ballet Gods” by another artist of Nigerian descent, Yinka Shonibare.

Okore teaches sculpture at Chicago’s North Park University. The daughter of a professor and a librarian, she often examines her American identity versus her Nigerian identity and the contrasts between her homeland with that of the States. She says her works are inspired by the landscape and natural attributes. Her works also require tedious processes, time-consuming steps, and repetitions, something she says she enjoys greatly, a reflection of the non-microwave nature of completing simple tasks (specifically cooking) in Nigeria.

Nnenna Okore’s “Sheer Audacity” at the Brooks Museum of Art

Okore’s exhibition, like Shonibare’s, examines the relationship between humans and the environment. While Shonibare’s art explores climate change via Greek mythology, Okore’s burlap work draws inspiration from the environment and the decay and erosion of natural objects. The three themes that guided her throughout the creation of the piece were transience, transformation, and the breaking down of objects.

“Sheer Audacity” descends from the floor above. There’s webbing and multiple figurative limbs, so that visitors don’t just view the work, they inhabit it. They can press their faces right up to burlap, smell the slight mustiness the material emits.

The heavy use of red, a favorite color of Okore’s, makes the piece feel like a living organism, and it takes on a quality of an aquatic animal — a three-dimensional sketch of an octopus or an exploded jellyfish. The piece is punctuated with blobs of orange, blue, and burgundy, and a pile of fabric sits in a heap on the floor in the center of the piece as if said creature has shed its skin or rid itself of waste.

Okore’s pieces typically consist of organic materials, often burlap or reclaimed discarded materials such as old magazines, phone books, plastic grocery bags, or newspapers. The use of found objects is a way for her to showcase the abundant nature of such materials and to critique American wastefulness, consumerism, and excess. Her work allows her a chance to return those items back to a natural state and offer a brief stay in the cycle of depletion of those natural resources.

Each installation of Okore’s typically takes two to three months to create. Okore transported this work in smaller pieces to Memphis from Chicago not knowing what the final form would look like until she started putting it together.

The shrinking, shriveling, and shedding of the burlap used in “Sheer Audacity” reveals the beauty in aging and shows how fleeting everything is around us, how everything, all of us, last but a while.

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Music Music Blog

Big Star Book Launch at the Brooks

Tomorrow night (Thursday, October 20th), Big Star drummer Jody Stephens will be at the Brooks Museum to celebrate the launch of the Big Star’s new book Isolated in the Light. Also on hand will be photographers Michael O’Brien, Maude Schuyler Clay and David Bell. 

The limited edition photography book features over 200 photographs that track the career of Big Star, and includes photographs from William Eggleston, Michael O’Brien, Maude Schuyler Clay, Carole Manning, David Bell, Stephanie Chernikowski, David Godlis, in addition to historic images from the vaults of Ardent Records.

Big Star Book Launch at the Brooks

The event begins at 5:30 p.m, at the Brooks Museum, and a book signing will take place.  If you can’t make the launch party but are interested in the book, grab a copy here

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Intermission Impossible Theater

“Film” and “NotFilm”: Buster Keaton & Samuel Beckett visit Brooks Museum

Buster

It should have worked. It should have been amazing. 

What could be better than a team up between absurdist playwright Samuel Beckett, and cinema’s great clown Buster Keaton? Add to that, a story that’s nothing more than a chase scene boiled down to essence? What could have possibly gone wrong?

The rather preciously named Film— screening at the Brooks Museum this week — should have been a spectacular cinematic event, not some footnote and fascinating curiosity. But Beckett had no idea how to make a movie. His friend and longtime collaborator Alan Schneider didn’t either. Worser

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  still, neither of these grand men of the theater knew how to talk to the poker-faced (and minded) Keaton, a certifiable master of the form.

Beckett and Keaton couldn’t have been more different. The former was a heady, experimental philosopher, the latter more interested in technical details and visceral pleasures. Keaton had previously turned down the role of Lucky in the American premiere of Waiting for Godot, because, like so many American theatergoers, he just didn’t get it.

Ironically, Beckett described Keaton as impenetrable. 

Keaton didn’t understand Film either, and said so publicly. He took the gig because he needed the work. 

Visual essayist Ross Lipman tells the story of Beckett’s struggle to understand the language of film and of his difficult relationship with collaborators like Keaton and award winning cinematographer Boris Kaufman in the documentary Notfilm, also screening at the Brooks this week. Lipman’s digital feature (not film) is narration-heavy, and contemplates itself into some un-cinematic corners. It also contains fantastic interview footage with actress Billie Whitelaw, who’s widely regarded as the definitive interpreter of Beckett’s work.

As a teenager, Leonard Maltin visited the movie set hoping to meet Keaton, whom he idolized. With starry-eyed fanboy zeal the popular film critic recounts his story of an uneventful meeting that, nevertheless, made a lasting impression. He knows Beckett was probably on location too, but Malton only had eyes for Keaton.
 

‘Film’ and ‘NotFilm’: Buster Keaton & Samuel Beckett visit Brooks Museum

Beckett regarded Film as a qualified failure, and strong evidence that his peculiar brand of performance didn’t translate well to the big screen. Still, the curious artifact functions as a kind of movie trailer, teasing images and themes the playwright explores more thoroughly in plays like Endgame and Rockabye. It does so with lots of stark visual appeal thanks to Kaufman’s cinematography.

NotFilm, by contrast, is a qualified success that could take a lesson from Beckett’s show-don’t-tell ethos. 

On a side note, Kaufman was the younger sibling of Russian film pioneers Dziga Vertov and Mikhail Kaufman. He worked as cinematographer and director of photography on a number of Hollywood features including Tennessee Williams’ gorgeously-shot The Fugitive Kind. That was the story’s third title. It had originally been staged as Battle of Angels, then rewritten and staged as Orpheus Descending

New Moon Theatre Company’s solid production of Orpheus Descending is currently on stage at Midtown’s Evergreen Theatre. 

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Art Art Feature

Is Loving Local the Wrong Approach?

Way back in 2013, there used to be a snarky Tumblr called “Commercially Unappealing” whose author (or authors) critiqued the Memphis art scene from behind the veil of anonymity. Though it is now defunct, the blog used to occasionally make some sharp judgments, among them, the thought that “there should be a moratorium on including the words ‘Memphis’ or ‘Southern’ in exhibition titles here.”

The post was a response to a reader-submitted question that queried, “What is the longest span of time that has elapsed in Memphis without there being an art show ABOUT HOW IT IS IN MEMPHIS? When you go to a city like, say, Denver, do you want to see a bunch of self-referential shit?”

“Memphis,” the harried reader concluded, must “find comfort in its regionalism.”

Regionalism. Ah, yes. The condition under which contemporary art made anywhere but New York, Los Angeles, London, and Paris must be qualified with some explanatory epithet. These qualifiers (he’s a Southern artist; that’s an Appalachian sculpture) serve a double purpose of both promoting a kind of exceptionalism (how folksy and real!) that protects the art from any actual contemporary critique and places it squarely beneath a kind of Mason-Dixon-y glass ceiling. Regionalism is the art world equivalent of introducing yourself as a “female writer” rather than just a “writer.” It’s a classic dilemma of people who have been treated as an underclass, who have had to craft their own narratives, failing an institutional embrace. And it’s not necessarily a bad thing. Southern arts are historically so identified not because they are lesser or greater, but because we offer something unique that is worth identifying at the outset.

It is good to acknowledge where you fit in history. But when — we female writers and Southern artists ask — does the label fail to serve?

In the case of Southern art, the answer is that we are overdue. Seventy years ago, there was ample reason for Memphis painters to identify first and foremost as “Memphis artists,” considering that they might rarely leave the tri-state area in their lifetimes, and most of what informed their art could be found in a 50-mile radius. Not so these days. We have Wi-Fi. Reddit exists. It’s not exactly breaking news that we live in a globalized world, a world from which so-called “regional” artists are inextricable.

So when you tell me that your art show is about “Southern arts,” I expect work with a narrowed gaze. It’s not that it is artistically wrong to paint cotton fields under a mottled blue sky. It’s just that there can no longer be any pretense that landscape painters in Memphis aren’t just as inspired by Instagram as they are by the Arkansas lowlands. It would be as telling to call your show “The Art of the South(ern Users of Google Image Search).”

Emily Ballew Neff, the new Brooks director, is all for opening up the conversation. Says Neff, “I’m a firm believer in cross-pollination, and Memphis has an ecosystem that I believe would benefit by greater exposure to international and national artists.” She maintains that a more international perspective, correctly executed, would “never be at the expense supporting our Memphis artists” but instead “will only elevate the art conversation in our city and lead to a more vibrant community artistically overall.”

Likewise, Urban Art Commission’s director Lauren Kennedy says, “I think there is a lot of room for Memphis to participate more broadly in the national arts scene. There are people making work, and big conversations are happening, but I don’t feel like we are as plugged into those conversations as we can be … I see that kind of interaction as an incredible growth opportunity for everybody.”

We can love our Memphis roots without limiting the reach of our arts. The best way to choose 901, as far as contemporary art is concerned, is to know that the sphere of creativity is not delimited by I-240.

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A Die-In at the Brooks Museum

Andrea Morales

Memphis Arts Brigade protestors at the Brooks Museum

This past Wednesday, a collective known as The Memphis Arts Brigade staged a die-in at the Memphis Brooks Museum of Art during a mayoral candidate meet and greet, hosted by the museum and ArtsMemphis. An hour into the candidate event, a member of the Brigade who was costumed as a police officer grabbed the mic and shouted, “Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!” Twenty-four protestors then fell to the ground, covering their bodies with signs bearing the names of each of the 24 people killed by Memphis police in the past five years. 

The protest comes on the heel of local actions surrounding the death of Darrius Stewart, an unarmed 19-year-old Memphis man who was shot and killed by police officer Connor Schilling in July. 

Paul Garner, one of the protest’s organizers, said, “We were at the mixer to use performance and art as a way to direct the conversation to include police accountability and police violence.” Garner also said that reactions to the protest were mixed: “The performance was met with applause, but that faded quickly and people went back to schmoozing. There were people stepping over people to get cheese and crackers. There were some who appreciated the message and others who didn’t understand.” 

A die-in calls for protesters to lie prostrate on the ground as if dead. The form of protest gained popularity during the Iraq war and has recently become one of the most visible symbols of the Black Lives Matter movement.

Brooks Director Emily Neff commented, “Art museums like the Brooks are a great and safe place for conversations to be happening about contemporary social, cultural, and political issues.”

The Memphis Arts Brigade said that, though they don’t usually announce their actions beforehand, they have more protests planned for the near future. 

Memphis Arts Brigade

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Cover Feature News

Best Of Enemies

It was 1968. Martin Luther King, Jr. was assassinated in Memphis, giving the civil rights era a tragic coda. In June, Bobby Kennedy, the front-runner for the Democratic presidential nomination, fell to an assassin’s bullet. The Republican and Democratic conventions were to be held in August, and the three television networks were planning the same gavel-to-gavel coverage they had been doing since 1948.

But ABC had a problem. As the perpetual third-place network, they couldn’t afford to send a horde of reporters scurrying over the convention floor. So they settled on a cheaper alternative: They would invite two intellectuals, one conservative and one liberal, to a no-holds-barred political debate live on the air. The choice to represent the conservative side was easy: William F. Buckley Jr., founding editor of the political magazine National Review. His writings had formed the foundation of what we now call the conservative movement, and two years earlier he had started his own political television program called Firing Line.

Buckley immediately accepted the invitation. Who would you like to debate, ABC asked? Anyone but Gore Vidal, he replied. The unabashedly liberal, sexually ambiguous author of Myra Breckinridge was the antithesis of everything Buckley stood for. He hated that guy.

Naturally, ABC called Gore Vidal.

Fundamental Issues

Memphis director Robert Gordon’s new documentary, Best of Enemies, tells a story that has been lost amid the greater drama of a country tearing itself apart. The televised debates between Vidal and Buckley reverberate across the years, setting the stage for the political and media landscape where we find ourselves as we gird for another political battle for the future of the nation. “It — 1968 — was such a volatile year,” Gordon says. “It was when the frame that held America together came undone.”

Gordon co-directed Best of Enemies with Morgan Neville, whose Twenty Feet from Stardom won Best Documentary at last year’s Academy Awards. The pair have previously collaborated on films about Johnny Cash, Muddy Waters, and Cowboy Jack Clement. Since their work (as well as Gordon’s other books and films, such as the Stax Records history Respect Yourself) has dealt primarily with musical subjects, a political documentary seems like a big departure. But Gordon says it wasn’t a stretch. “Morgan and I both liked using the subject of the film to explore deeper, wider territory. So the documentary on Stax is a lot about the civil rights movement in America. Johnny Cash’s America is about the fundamental issues of democracy in America.”

Prize Fighters

The 1968 Republican convention in Miami was a well-oiled political machine, with Buckley acolytes Ronald Reagan and Nelson Rockefeller lining up behind nominee Richard Nixon. The ABC coverage of the convention was a comedy of errors. The only thing that went right was the 15 minutes every night when the cameras were trained on Buckley and Vidal. The pair circled each other like prize fighters, unleashing flurry after flurry of verbal attacks, with neither seeming to lay a glove on the other. It was riveting television.

“You just don’t ever get to see fully completed thoughts on TV any more,” Best of Enemies editor Eileen Meyer says. “You don’t get to see people like Buckley. His sentences were two or three minutes long. You can barely comprehend what he’s talking about. I had to watch the debates over and over and over again before I fully comprehended everything that was in there, and I still don’t get maybe a third of it. They were just so far above anyone’s intellect, and yet they were entertaining and fun to watch.”

Photo courtesy of Magnolia Pictures

Gore Vidal in Best of Enemies.

A Long Memory

Best of Enemies took five years to make, but its roots go back to the early 1970s when writer and publisher Tom Graves was a Memphis State student interested in politics. “I knew of Vidal as a novelist and Buckley as a conservative spokesman who was on TV,” Graves recalls.

His interest was piqued when he came across their dueling articles in Esquire that were published in the aftermath of the 1968 debates. “I was absolutely amazed by what I had read. These two guys going head to head was better than Muhammad Ali’s ‘Thrilla in Manila.’ This is incredible word-slinging. What a mass of rhetoric! It was verbal fencing,” he says.

Graves wanted to see the debates for himself, but in the pre-VCR era, it proved impossible. “I never lost interest in this, ever,” he says.

He wasn’t the only one. Years later, Graves discovered Vidal had copies of eight of the debates, but in an obsolete video format. Graves arranged with the writer’s camp to have the tapes professionally transferred to DVD. “I thought maybe I could turn this into some kind of Frost/Nixon kind of play. But I’m not a playwright.”

In 2010, he arranged a screening of the debates at the Memphis Brooks Museum of Art. He didn’t expect much interest, but “it was not only sold out, they had to turn quite a few people away.”

Among those in the audience was Gordon. He saw the potential in the footage and contacted Graves, who recalls him saying, “My partner’s Morgan Neville, and if I were to do this as a solo project, he would never forgive me.”

Blood in the Streets

Three weeks after the Republican convention, the Democratic Party gathered in Chicago. The death of Kennedy had thrown the Democratic race into chaos, and the convention devolved into a fiasco of historic proportions. The floor fight between Eugene McCarthy and George McGovern was soon overshadowed by the events outside the hall, where Mayor Richard Daley’s heavy-handed police force helped escalate anti-war demonstrations into all-out riots.

On the air, Buckley and Vidal went at it again. Word had spread of the verbal fisticuffs, and the nation tuned in. They were not disappointed. Buckley was smug, confident he could exploit Democratic divisions. Vidal, the radical, was incandescent, railing against Buckley’s brand of conservatism and the Democratic pro-Vietnam war faction, led by President Lyndon Johnson, whose back-room dealings secured the nomination of Vice President Hubert Humphrey.

By the penultimate night of the convention, with blood flowing in the Chicago streets, the gloves had come off in the ABC studios. Vidal baited Buckley relentlessly, and when he equated Buckley’s conservatism with outright fascism, Buckley’s carefully constructed patrician demeanor slipped. He called Vidal a “goddamn queer,” and the debate was on the verge of physical violence when moderator Howard K. Smith stepped in. Backstage, Buckley flew into a rage while Vidal declared victory and partied with Paul Newman.

But the real winner was ABC, which, over the course of August, went from last to first in the ratings.

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Gore Vidal and Paul Newman in Best of Enemies.

Digging Into the Past

“ABC was supportive from the beginning,” Gordon says. “They didn’t understand immediately, but I won their trust. Then I called Morgan and told him I had this great idea, and could I send him a DVD?”

Unexpectedly, Neville had a connection with the material. “His first job out of college was fact-checker at The Nation, and he was Vidal’s fact-checker,” Gordon says. “It was the worst job he ever had. Gore did not like being told he made mistakes. Morgan saw the same thing I did — that these debates represented the culture wars in America today and that they were articulating both sides so well, yet it was 45 years old. We both saw this as a very contemporary project.”

Gordon, Neville, and Graves set up interviews with political and media figures, including talk-show host Dick Cavett, columnist Frank Rich, and Vanity Fair editor James Wolcott. “They saw what we saw, that they could talk about all kinds of contemporary issues by talking about the enmity between these two guys,” Gordon says. “When we finished the first interview with Wolcott, I knew we had a great movie.”

They managed to secure one of the last interviews with the late writer Christopher Hitchens. “I was so nervous going in there,” Gordon says. “It was two weeks before he was diagnosed with cancer. He wasn’t ill yet. It was a delightful evening of cocktails and talk.”

“We had so much fun. I hope it comes across,” Graves says.

Hollow Victory

In August 1968, the consensus was that Vidal had won the debates. But it was a hollow victory. With the Democratic Party in disarray, Nixon handily defeated Humphrey. “In the immediate days and weeks after the convention, Buckley’s ideas won out,” Gordon says. “They reached their epitome with Reagan, who is still the icon of the Republican Party. Though people no longer know who Buckley is, they know Buckley’s ideas, because they know Reagan. But it’s been interesting to see, in the past half-dozen years or so, the turn to where Vidal’s ideas are having their moment: Gay rights, marijuana legalization, these ideas that seemed so far out back then are finding their way into the American mainstream.”

Although it was not obvious at the time, the Buckley-Vidal debates marked the beginning of the modern age of political punditry. By the time the 1972 conventions rolled around, all three networks had teams of ideologically opposed commentators debating the issues of the day. Gavel-to-gavel convention coverage was a thing of the past.

Greenlit

“It was one of those stories that we had to find it as we went along,” Neville says. “And it was one of these rare experiences on a film where every stone we turned yielded some nugget that just made it richer and richer. Oftentimes, in a documentary, you’re searching for the characters or for dramatic tension. This film had all that in spades.”

Work on Best of Enemies was on and off. The team struggled to secure funding, get interviews, and uncover new archival footage. “Morgan probably made five documentaries in the interim, and he was piggybacking shoots for this onto those.”

Memphian David Leonard shot many of the interviews, and Meyer edited scenes and trailers together, which were used to try to secure funding from investors and grants from Independent Television Service (ITVS).

“When Robert came to me to talk about the project five years ago, I said, ‘Who?,’ and he said ‘Cool!'” Meyer says. “I hadn’t really thought about the fact that people under 40 don’t know who these guys are. In making the film, it was a fun exercise to try and make it accessible to people who were alive during the events and who knew everything about these guys, and then also to introduce a whole new generation to these two amazing characters and this event.”

Finally, after three years, a grant from ITVS greenlit the project. The final budget was approximately $750,000. “It’s a 90-minute film, and 80 minutes of screen time is archival [footage],” Gordon says. “Hundreds of thousands of dollars went into licensing.”

The money opened up new sources of material. “Everything changed when we got into the ABC archive. They had so much we didn’t know they had, like convention coverage. These films hadn’t been seen in decades. Every time we would hit a splice, it would turn to dust,” Gordon says.

For Neville, the biggest discovery was that the debates were a Hail Mary by ABC. “The real character that emerged while we were making the film was ABC. As the film became more and more the story of ABC, everybody got a little nervous about how they would react. But I have to say, at the end of the day, when we finished the film and showed it to their business affairs, they wrote back and said, ‘It’s a film of quality. We’re a news organization. We don’t believe in censorship. You can use anything you want.’ That’s the kind of thing you want to believe a news organization would say, but I guarantee not every news organization would say that.”

Two Things You Should Never Turn Down

After 1968, Buckley and Vidal both went on to greater successes. For the next three decades, Buckley would take on all comers on Firing Line. National Review became the blueprint for the conservative movement that swept America. Vidal found himself in demand, famously quipping that there were two things one should never turn down: sex and appearing on television. His career as a writer flourished with a series of historical novels, such as Lincoln, Burr, and The Golden Age, earning him the sobriquet “America’s biographer.”

As political TV shouters proliferated, the Buckley-Vidal debates were largely forgotten. But the combatants didn’t forget. Their deepening hatred for each other is echoed in the widening divide between the two forces in American politics, the right and the left. Buckley died in 2008. His son, Christopher, refused to be interviewed. “This was a festering wound in the Buckley family. I understood why he didn’t want to talk,” Gordon says.

Vidal died in 2012, while the film was in production. “We interviewed Vidal, which we did not use in the film,” Graves says. “He was real cranky, and he didn’t give us any sound bites we could use. But without Bill in the film, it just seemed off-balance.”

Uncivil Discourse

Gordon and Neville’s masterful storytelling help the lessons of Best of Enemies go down easy. “I think the role of the documentary filmmaker is to be a filmmaker,” Neville says. “Remember that movies, whether scripted or unscripted, are about character and story.”

Scenes from the debates alternate with biographical details and contemporary interviews. “We came up with that idea pretty early in the process,” Neville says. “As much as it’s about political debate, it’s also about a championship fight. We knew we had 10 rounds, with a knockdown in the ninth. We wanted that to be the structure of the film.”

But Best of Enemies is about more than a spectacular clash of ideologies and egos. “We wanted to step back and talk about how we argue,” Neville says. “We’re not choosing sides, and not being objective for the sake of being objective. We’re not choosing sides, because we want to make the bigger point.”

That point is simple. “When did civil discourse become uncivil?” Gordon says. “Where are the adults?”

The contrast between Buckley’s and Vidal’s carefully constructed arguments and today’s button-pushing political discourse couldn’t be clearer. “You see a dumb person on television, and you say, ‘They’re dumb like me! That’s cool!'” Meyer says. “I wish people would say, ‘Wow, that dude is so smart. I want to sit and listen to him all day long.'”

Photo courtesy of Magnolia Pictures

Morgan Neville

Neville agrees. “The dumbing down of our media has led to the dumbing down of our politics. That’s something that’s mutually beneficial to the companies who make money off of news and the companies that make money off of politicians.”

The message has resonated with critics and audiences. The film was snapped up by Magnolia Pictures the night of its premiere. “When we sold the film at Sundance, the night we were negotiating with our distributor, Robert said, ‘As long as you open the film in Memphis. That’s a term of selling it to you.’ And they said okay!”

On Friday, August 14th, Best of Enemies goes into wide distribution after earning rave reviews from critics and early Oscar buzz in limited release.

Indie Memphis will host the Memphis premiere on Friday at 7:15 p.m. It will feature a Q&A with Gordon and the sale of Buckley vs. Vidal (The Devault-Graves Agency) by Graves, a transcript of the debates with an introduction by Gordon. There will be another Q&A with Gordon after Saturday’s 7:15 p.m. screening.

Gordon says making the film helped him appreciate how increasing political polarization threatens the very fabric of civil society. “We don’t listen to each other, because we don’t have to. But at some point, we’re going to have to.”

Editor’s note: Our thanks to Malco Theatres for allowing us to use the lobby and projection room of the Ridgeway Cinema Grill for Justin Fox Burks’ photographs.

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Art Exhibit M

Here is Your Weekend Art Itinerary

Tonight (It’s Friday!)  

6PM – Go to the Metal Museum for the opening of A Kind of Confession, work by 11 African American metalsmiths. This show is great. Four of the exhibiting artists will be on hand tonight to speak about their work. If you stick around, you can have a glass of wine and watch the sun set on the Mississippi River. Opening thru 8PM. 

David Clemons, ‘Senescopia’ (2007)

7PM – Go the opening of David Lusk Gallery’s Price is Right. There will be reasonably priced work by Tyler Hildebrand, Greely Myatt, Jared Small and Veda Reed, among others. For midtown folk, you don’t have to go out east anymore— Lusk has new digs on Flicker Street. Opening thru 8PM.  

8PM – Memphis-native and current Florida resident Nathan Yoakum has work at Jay Etkin Gallery on Cooper. Opening thru 9. 

9PM – Go home and read Ben Davis’ 9.5. Theses on Art and Class. I’m an evangelist for this book right now. Or you could go to sleep, you philistine. 

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Saturday

12PM – Go to Burke’s Books and browse their art book collection. Then go across the street and adopt a cat at House of Mews. All the better to read your nerdy art book with. 

All day – Stop by Crosstown Arts for Micheal Chewning’s Themeless (430 Cleveland) and, if you haven’t already seen it, Jay Crum and Kong Wee Pang’s Walking Eyes, in the main gallery.

8PM – Go to the Brooks Museum to see When Marnie Was There. The Brooks shows awesome films, new and old. Their team does a good job of filling Memphis’ art house cinema void.   

Sunday

…is the Lord’s day. So take an afternoon stroll through the Dixon’s gardens to see meditatively crafted ceramics by Jun Kaneko

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Food & Drink Hungry Memphis

Guess Where I’m Eating Contest 39

Did you save room for dessert?

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The first person to correctly ID the dish and where I’m eating wins his or her choice of either a gift certificate for Gould’s or a gift certificate for Interim.

To enter, submit your answer to me via email at ellis@memphisflyer.com.

The answer to GWIE contest 38 was the African peanut soup at the Brooks’ Brushmark, and the winner was … Dabney Ring!