Fri, 16 Jun 2006 01:12:45
I was finally able to get our Netflix subscription revved up this week. I’d tried in mid-May but the USPS wasn’t quite ready. Besides those of us who live in the 70115 zip code are used to having bad mail service. We had so many problems pre-K that Dr. A was on a first name basis with the manager of the mail sorting room at the Louisiana Street Post Office. He’s been transferred alas.
The first DVD in our queue was Werner Herzog’s “Grizzly Man” with music by the great Richard Thompson. “Grizzly Man” is about the real life adventures of nature naif and hammy actor wannabe Timothy Treadwell. Treadwell spent 13 summers hangin’ with the grizzlies in Alaska before becoming a pre-hibernation meal for a cranky old bear. Treadwell was not only an eco-warrior but he filmed his Alaskan jaunts and Herzog uses the footage to great and deeply twisted effect.
Anyway as we watched the film unfold we realized that Timothy Treadwell reminded us of Queer Eye fashion maven Carson Kressley. Treadwell’s voice mannerisms and even his hair were very Carson-like. Mind you a guy who hangs with grizzly bears is inherently butcher than one of the Fab Five but a resemblance is a resemblance. Here’s another view:
I’m not sure one would call them qualified for the separated at birth feature that ran in Spy Magazine during the Eighties BUT they’re pretty darn close. Carson has the good sense of course to keep away from grizzly bears so he remains undigested.
Back to “Grizzly Man” the movie. There’s a great extra feature on the DVD about the recording of the soundtrack. The music was largely improvised with the director present. It’s fascinating to watch guitar gods Richard Thompson and Henry Kaiser work and interact with Werner Herzog. The legendary German director urges restraint on the musicians; at one point telling the percussionist that he wants him to play softly: “I don’t vant it to sound like ze hippies playing in Golden Gate Park.” Bummer man…