KENNETH, ANGERED

          by Johnny Ray Huston
          San Francisco Bay Guardian, November 1, 2000

     Kenneth Anger's fireworks --magic works, committed to
celluloid-- light up to reveal portions of a personalized
universe.  A silent universe, soundtracked by potent music
(1971's "Rabbit's Moon" features Mary Wells's obscure, fierce
"Bye Bye Baby"), a universe of explosive ritual, populated and
powered by machines and powder puffs, hard deities and fluffy
bunnies -- all alluring, all charged with meaning.  And Anger the
author has accomplished what Anger the filmmaker hasn't had the
means to do: create a grand narrative tale.  His "Hollywood
Babylon" and "Hollywood Babylon II" use the historical materials
--private and public lives-- of the film industry to create a
renegade epic to end all epics: a meta-Hollywood saga that
illustrates greed and countless other deadly sins.
     The 73-year-old Aquarius (with, of course, Scorpio rising)
Anger says he misses the late Boyd MacDonald (author of "Cruising
the Movies"), whom I'd consider his closest peer as a writer;
movie-wise, his disdain for Hollywood grows by the year, but he's
keenly aware of film's endangered state, avidly noting the good
works and bad taste of preservationists like "old playboy" Hugh
Hefner and Hewlett-Packard inheritor David Hewlett.  Half a
century has passed since Anger's "Fireworks" (1947) first lit up
a screen, but the director premiered a video (titled "Don't Smoke
that Cigarette") last month at the Silverlake Film Festival, and
he has other works planned, including a long-awaited filmed
version of Aleister Crowley's Gnostic Mass.  At a different kind
of ceremony, in conjunction with this year's Film Arts Festival,
Anger --ironically, along with Matthew Barney***, whose works owe
a major debt to Anger-- will receive a James T. Phelan Art Award
and introduce screenings of two of his works.

     Bay Guardian: What's the status of Gnostic Mass?
     Kenneth Anger: It is all scripted and planned using a temple
in Austin, Texas, with a group there -- a lodge of the OTO [Ordo
Templi Orientis]-- that do it once a week.  They're completely
familiar with all the moves and the meaning. I just have a
problem with funding, because I really wanna do it on 35mm.

     I've read that various directors [Olivier Assayas, Paul
Schrader] have been interviewed for a documentary about you.
     KA: The [documentary's] director is connected to the OTO.
He's not a cameraman; he's what you would call an enabler. It was
his idea to do a documentary, [interviewing] people like
Alexandro Jodorowsky without me present. I've known Jodorowsky
for 20 years or more; I'm thinking back to when I was living in
London and he came by to see me with Dennis Hopper when I was
filming "Lucifer Rising."

     Do you like Jodorowsky's films?
     KA: I admire him as an artist. I believe strongly in animal
rights, so his scenes of slaughtering chickens and so forth -- I
don't find that at all funny; I find it disturbing. I'm not
myself a chicken, in the sense that I'm not squeamish. I've been
through wars and revolutions and riots, but I happen to draw the
line with animals. We remain friends, though we have a big
difference on that concept. I've talked it over with him several
times, and we decided that was his artistic adolescence. As
someone who had a beloved rabbit when I was four years old, I'm
not going to just sit back and smile at slaughter. I consider his
films to all be one film -- they're a river named Jodorowsky. You
raft your way down it, there's rapids and whirlpools and all
kinds of things.

     How would you characterize your films?
     KA: They're like a coded autobiography, I suppose. Not that
I'm being coy. The regret I have is that I've only made one
["Rabbit's Moon" on 35mm -- that was in Paris when some Russians
making a documentary for Ionesco gave me some leftover
black-and-white film. I always try to make my 16mm look as 35mm
as possible. I appreciate the opposite aesthetic, which I guess
you could call the Jack Smith aesthetic, but it's not my
aesthetic.

     Can you think of a contemporary version of "Fireworks'"
sailor, or [1965's] "Kustom Kar Kommandos'" biker? Do current
masculinity types hold any interest for you?
     KA: No. I've seen a number of films, usually shorts --in
Out-fests and things like that-- where the filmmaker has
personally called me, saying, "Oh, you were my great
inspiration." I see the result, and I'm kinda chagrined; I wanna
crawl under the seat, because it's too wimpy. It's not that I
want violent things. Film as a medium is so easy to turn into
mush; I want structure, I want intellect. It can be a very
anti-intellectual subject, but I want some thought, and I don't
see it much.
     These guys --I don't know where they find the money, maybe
they blackmail their parents-- often work on 35mm. I don't want
to sound like sour grapes, but as a matter of fact I am pissed
off. [Laughs] Because they never say, "Oh, you're a pioneer; let
a group of us produce a film for you."
     I've had help over the years, through the Ford Foundation,
and a New York State art grant. And the NEA -- before Jesse
Helms; I don't think he would approve. And I've had help getting
things printed from Sir Paul Getty in England. People say, "Gee,
with Paul Getty you won't have any more worries." Not true, he's
extremely eccentric. He's had serious problems with his health,
mostly his own fault.

     You've used everything from Vivaldi to the Paris Sisters as
music in your movies. What music strikes your fancy these days?
     KA: To me we've reached the nadir. This is just my personal
taste. There is not one fucking thing I like. Eminem is a
particular hate object. He's a prick.

     You've had trouble getting the third volume of "Hollywood
Babylon" published. What does it cover?
     KA: I'm covering up until current events, and it's a downer
because I don't like contemporary Hollywood. And I don't like the
films. People say, "Well, you should go see 'Boogie Nights'." I
thought it was a pile of shit. I happen to be familiar with the
history of the porn industry, and I live in the [San Fernando]
Valley, where 5 miles away they have studios out at Chatsworth.
I've never worked for them, but I know editors and lighting
technicians and people like that. ["Boogie Nights"] is a fairy
tale.

     A conservative, moralistic fairy tale. Are there any recent
scandals you find interesting?
     KA: The trouble with scandals today --I'm talking about
scandals in show business, related to the industry as they call
it-- is that nothing interesting happens. Are the [current
Hollywood] stories worth telling? I don't know.  Like, there's a
producer who has thankfully died [who] came from a Quaker
background and went the other way when he got into Hollywood.
All his sadism came out towards women.  He'd pay these women to
do the most degrading and painful things, and they weren't into
S-M.  He'd load them up with drugs so they didn't know which end
was up.  When he died, a huge sigh of relief occurred throughout
Hollywood. He was a monster.  But I don't find it that
interesting.
     I have a couple of pet hates in Hollywood. Travolta, Cruise,
and Kidman -- the whole Scientology gang are a bunch of creeps.
People have said, "Oh, you mustn't say that in print, or they'll
put a rattlesnake in your mailbox!" [Laughs] They're vindictive
towards even whispers of criticism.  The main chapter hanging up
"Hollywood Babylon III" is the one on Scientology.  Did you see
"Battlefield Earth"?  It's the most laughable piece of crap I've
ever seen, and now Travolta says, "I'm going to make a sequel."
Fine.  They can drain more Scientology money into it.  I
encourage them to make "Battlefield Earth 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8."
[L. Ron] Hubbard was such a lousy writer.

     Your work has been "borrowed from," to put it politely.
There's everything from "Pink Narcissus" to David Lynch's
soundtrack use of "Blue Velvet," a song you used in "Scorpio
Rising" (1964).
     KA: You don't have to tell me. I have a book of curses I've
written. What really bothers me is MTV. All the fine young
cannibals have copied me frame by frame. They have no
imagination.

     Has the current government been any better than the Reagans
in their dealings with you?
     KA: I made the mistake --a foolish bit of arrogance on my
part-- of insulting Nancy Reagan when she was first lady.  I
found a picture of her posing for artificial pearls when she was
a model, which seemed so perfect, so I printed it.  She never
would have seen it, but I sent a copy to the White House and
wrote, "Check out page so-and-so."; ["Hollywood Babylon II," page
315.]  Two weeks later, the IRS put me up for audit.  Now that's
what you call A equals B.  I don't do that anymore.

     Personally and globally, what are you interested in today?
     KA: The world is like a theater, and the grand opera of hate
going on in the Middle East is interesting to me, because I've
spent time in Egypt, North Africa, Tunisia, and Morocco.  Hate is
a powerful turn-on; it builds and builds.  Every rock-thrower
shot in the forehead by a pissed-off Israeli soldier has brothers
who vow vengeance.  It's a self-perpetuating nightmare.
     [Personally] I might have the opportunity, after all these
years, of making a feature-length commercial film.  It's been
offered to me by one of the producers of "Natural Born Killers."
It's a movie called "Sex and Rockets" concerning the rocket
scientist Jack Parsons, who was also a magician and student of
Aleister Crowley.  He died in an explosion -- the story's a
fascinating mix of science and the occult.  But it's not gonna
break my heart if I can't do it; in a sense, it's something I
should have done 20 years ago.  I've been able to write on my own
--writing on celluloid-- poems or sometimes haiku, but in my
fantasy I'd like to do epic things.

     Are you looking forward to visiting San Francisco?
     KA: I have fond memories of the city.  I hear these reports
about the dot-coms, and I've thought that I can't even afford to
visit.  But the Film Arts Foundation is kindly paying for my
flight, plus a hotel room.  My distributor, Canyon Cinema, is
based in San Francisco, but they may get priced out.  Still, it's
a beautiful city, and they can't really wreck it -- unless they
decide to tear down those Painted Ladies.


     ["Kenneth Anger, Visionary," the Phelan Awards program, is
presented by the Film Arts Foundation and the Bay Area Video
Coalition in collaboration with the San Francisco Cinematheque at
the San Francisco Art Institute.  "Lucifer Rising" and "Eaux
d'Artifice" screen Sat/11, 7 p.m., followed by a reception and
awards presentation. 800 Chestnut, S.F. Free. (415) 552-8760.]


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***Matthew Barney, for those who don't know, is one of the new
   breed of "artists," like Keith Haring, whose works center on
   explicit homosexual and (in Haring's case) bestial sex acts,
   more often than not accompanied by representations of visceral
   and genital mutilation and other sado-masochistic imagery.  At
   the San Francisco [of course] Museum of Modern Art, where I
   used to work, there have been several exhibitions devoted to
   these artists -- which often resulted in young children (not
   warned off by any "Adults Only" signs) getting scared and
   leaving in tears or trauma.  One such exhibition was nicknamed
   the "Jeffrey Dahmer Memorial," because it featured realistic
   portrayals of sadistic homosexuality, murder and cannibalism,
   e.g., a person munching gleefully on a bloody severed penis.
   Another (it may have been Matthew Barney, I forget) included
   a work called the "Flying Anal Warrior," which depicted a man
   bound and swinging from the ceiling, with his anus prominently
   exposed, covered with glistened gobs of vaseline.  As the
   "Warrior" swung to and fro like a pendulum, his anus was
   penetrated by a metallic stake at another side of the room.
   The new "genteel" Political Correctedness mandates that such
   things never be referred to directly, as if of no import --
   so likewise in this interview, typically, Kenneth Anger's
   homosexuality and sadomasochism are never even hinted at --
   deleting a whole dimension that might otherwise shed real
   light on the true nature of many of his artistic (e.g., with
   Jean Cocteau) and Gnostically "occult" relationships.




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