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2001 Sept. 11th, Cheap Thrills, Chronos


A brilliant interview with Peter Mettler (writer/director), he provides vast context for Gambling, G-ds And LSD:

http://www.docuinter.net/en/doc_texts.php

GAMBLING, G-dS AND LSD: an interview with Peter Mettler
07.11.2004

Both Peter Mettler and Mike Hoolboom visited this year's 8th International Documenatary Film Festival in Czech Republic to present their latest films (“Gambling, G-ds and LSD” by Peter Mettler and “Public Lighting” by Mike Hoolboom) Shortened version of their dialog was published in dok.revue – daily festival magazine. Bellow you can read the whole text.

Gambling, G-ds and LSD: an interview with Peter Mettler

Both Peter Mettler and Mike Hoolboom visited this year's 8th International Documenatary Film Festival in Czech Republic to present their latest films (“Gambling, G-ds and LSD” by Peter Mettler and “Public Lighting” by Mike Hoolboom) Shortened version of their dialog was published in dok.revue – daily festival magazine. Bellow you can read the whole text.

MH: Edward Said describes travelling as an act of abandonment, of abandoning yourself, even though you're the one leaving.

PM: Islamics say that while travelling, your soul travels behind you, an experience analogous to jet lag, which is heightened by film festivalling when you change environments on a weekly basis. Even though your soul hasn't yet arrived, you're already moving on to the next place and the next. Your senses aren't aligned with the environment and the further away you travel the longer it takes for your body to acclimatize. When I arrive at extreme places like India or Indonesia I'm shielded from events, presented with my expectations (agreably or in contrast). It's only after weeks of becoming familiar with cycles of sun and climate and the rhythms of the street that I start to feel I'm there, present in this place.

MH: The Odyssey is the ur-text of travel which describes Odysseus's attempts to arrive home. But your travel begins at home and spirals out, setting out to destroy, or at least re-align notions of what home is.

PM: There was a set list of questions I asked everyone who appeared in the film, including, 'What is your sense of home?' This question was also pertinent to myself. Home is where you are, being comfortable with yourself. It means not constructing experience through projection, but to perceive what's in your presence and allowing it to speak. This is paradoxical because encounter triggers memory, but there are degrees of disarming and receptivity as you attempt new discoveries. Travel doesn't free yourself from a birthplace, it reinforces who you are, events point back to you, because you're still the person who decides when to push the camera trigger, as much as you try to empty yourself out. Each response has a history.

The first time I went to a foreign place was Morocco where my sensibility changed, along with my tempo and thinking. I was eighteen years old and thought I'm never going to be like I was again, but sure enough I returned to Toronto and the old cycles of thought and perception come up again. But with a new filter of experience over them. One of the happiest times in my life was spent in Bali—the natural environment, the integration of creativity in the culture, the warm assurance of the people—it gave me a feeling of integration with other humans. When I came back to North America I had this very peaceful demeanor and laughed a lot, deep warm laugh. People made fun of me. I went to a festival in Athens, Ohio, which hosted a sophistication of thought and cynicism where being Bali Peter didn't seem to fit, it was too much of a contradiction. But in the end, maybe home is just where all your practical matters work out easiest.

MH: How did you begin organizing the film?

PM: I laid out four concrete themes to put in my back pocket as I went out into the world to shoot. Transcendence, the denial of death, our relationship to nature and the illusion of safety. These broad themes were never mentioned but remained my organizing principles (camera filters) as I explored four different cultures: Toronto, Las Vegas, Switzerland around the Zurich region and southern India. The film was making itself while I acted as a medium. I was the person carrying the camera and sound equipment, letting these events occur as they do when one goes on a trip. I didn't want to script the film, but to follow its unfolding. Film in this way is a process of living and catching things along the way.

MH: The first person we meet in Gambling G-ds and LSD is John Paul Young who lives here in Toronto.

PM: He was living with his parents in a house very close to the neighborhood where I grew up as a child. The river he took me on our walk was downstream from a place I'd run away to as a child. One of my early memories was leaving the shelter of our suburban family home and striking out on my bicycle past familiar borders, wondering how vast the world must be geographically and experientially, though I was just a couple of miles from home. It wasn't the reason I interviewed John Paul, but this coincidence laid a foundation for the film, this departure from home. Home is who you are—your habits and experience, and travel can offer the illusion of leaving that behind. But ultimately you have to return otherwise you're in a constant process of running away—running away from yourself. Addiction follows the same process: a denial, avoidance and escape. Our society is filled with things to distract us, to take us away from ourselves. The mainstream offers temporary pleasures that don't ultimately satisfy. Our neediness is taken advantage of by being sold more and more temporary gratifications which only seem to enhance the need further.

John Paul had found G-d, which isn't explored deeply in the film though it's touched upon. He's the first encounter in the film's journey, but almost all of the people I meet along the way speak about similar issues, what are they caught by, or use to find meaning, to give them a sense of self and importance and belief. Everyone I met reflected my own concerns and processes, I was using the film medium in the way that someone else might use a drug or the pursuit of science, everyone has their method of anchoring, sometimes the anchor is an escape, sometimes a way to be focused more in the present. One of the encouraging and binding elements of the film was to understand that we're all going through similar things, specific experiences can be very different but at core they're very similar. Though after the film I've had glimpses of other's understandings which are in a very different place, not similar at all, and that's disconcerting if not terrifying. You understand your understanding of other people, not necessarily the person themselves. It seems impossible to leave your own experience entirely, so how will you ever know if you're sharing perceptions? As you get older the world gets more mysterious, you think you've got it sussed around thirty and then you fall in love. Again.

MH: Were you often alone while gathering the pictures?

PM: Shooting began in Toronto where I live and have my gear. I travelled to Las Vegas and the surrounding desert for three months, living in a camper. Sometimes I quickly taught acquaintances how to use the audio recorder so I would have another sound perspective. In those three months I was constantly shooting, though not necessarily every day. Later I travelled to Switzerland which was similar to Toronto because I had a base there. India, like Las Vegas, was a very concentrated and transitory experience which lasted six weeks in all. I went there with two people, a camera assistant and sound recordist, because it's hard to move around on your own. The film travels were made over a period of two years, though shooting wasn't continuous.

Many scenes in the film occurred spontaneously, like the boy running at the end of the film. We were travelling on a boat and I saw him calling out to us. The camera was in a good position so I got down and started rolling. I didn't know where he was running or where the boat was going, I responded to the moment. His run ended up referring to the early scene in the film where I describe running away from home to another river (the John Paul scene), longing for something outside the familiar. I felt that in the boy and that's why it's the last shot in the film.

MH: What is the relation between John Paul and the man who crutches his way towards you in India?

PM: We met him in Hampi, a former kingdom with a lot of ancient architecture, today people live in the ruins of this empire. India up to that point had been intense and agitated, full of stimulation, which made me want something quiet and meditative so we wound up in Hampi. We went the day before and sat around watching people playing in the water and cleaning their clothes and sweeping up debris, local village life, when a man appeared dragging his body down towards the water to bathe. He could use his arms but not his legs, he had a bundle of clothes and a towel which he would throw in front of him, then drag himself towards it, and this went on a long time before he got to the water and started bathing. I was taken by him because it's rare to see an invalid in our streets engaged in an activity along with everyone else. He was integrated in that small society doing his own thing. I said to my friend I'd really like to film him but I don't think I could because it seems like voyeurism. She said no, he wouldn't mind. The next day we came back and I was shooting the temple area when he suddenly appeared in front of me, and started dragging himself towards the camera. I kept the camera running and filmed as he approached, it was like a meeting of different worlds through the fulcrum of a mechanical instrument. He was as curious about us as I was about him, and it didn't feel at all intrusive or sensational, like I was taking something I shouldn't. He was coming to say hello. While some find this scene difficult to watch, I felt it was important to have him in the film because he's another human showing some fundamental experience to us all. He shouldn't be separated because of his disability and his potentially disturbing appearance, but accepted as one of us. The voice-over used to say something about the difference between looking for something and just looking, where you become the observed, it's part of you and you're equal. This voice-over occurred a couple of minutes before and I took it out (the "you're equal"). It drew attention to poverty versus wealth, ability and disability, and I didn't want to highlight that. I wanted this person to look at the audience and feel a connection, but saying 'you're equal' takes it in a different direction.

MH: Unlike most of the other characters, he never speaks. Does that matter?

[purple]PM: It's a different kind of engagement, language wasn't something we could share, but that was part of what was profound about the encounter, how do you engage with someone you can't speak with? It's a prime example of understanding your understanding, in his case, it's likely that I have no idea what he's really perceiving. While editing I had an experience that underlined this. Martin Schaub was one of Switzerland's main intellectual film critics for years, an aesthete, eloquent and well read, and he'd become one of my best friends. One day he had sinusitis and the bacteria went into his brain and was starting to cause serious problems, so they had to operate quickly. They cut out part of his skull and cleaned the infected area of his brain and I visited him a couple of times in the hospital. His head was circular but there was a corner missing, the bulge of his brain was draped in skin. He sat obviously occupying a different reality different from the one we'd shared, but he recognized me and could still speak English. He spoke out loud as if in a dream, in apparently incoherent strings of associations he related to me, triggered by memories, along with other thoughts, not knowing who he was or where, or what was going on. I asked him if there was anything I could bring him when I came back, and he said yes, it doesn't matter what colour, but please bring me a gypsy. He kissed me on the lips and I asked him, 'A gypsy?' I think he'd always wanted to travel and live like that. It underlined our delicate states of perception of reality, having shared so much understanding over the years, then after the bacteria experiencing him as such an altered person. A couple of months later I saw him back in his home. The tubes had destroyed his swallowing mechanism and he had to be cared for all the time. He was more coherent, and the thing that disturbed him most was the year he couldn't recall, how he'd become disabled. One day last year he didn't wake up, he died in his sleep.

MH: Churches are sacred sites, part of a tradition which prohibits or restrains reproduction, but on the other hand, some churches function only as tourist destinations, no longer used for service. Your movie also turns you into a church pilgrim. Why did you go?

PM: I was told that G-d made an appearance in the airport district of Toronto, 4,000 people began laughing hysterically and fell to the ground in ecstatic stupour. It was in a church housed in a corrugated metal warehouse type building, and they announced it as the fire of G-d. It was right beside the Constellation Hotel, which I knew as a child, having dreamt about one day visiting its futuristic looking top floor lounge. I was exploring the airport district, and this became another thread of the film. Catching the fire was spread around the world, people fly into Toronto for a few days and stay at the hotel and experience G-d and take the fire back to Korea or Africa or Europe or wherever.

I had to talk to the pastor, the one who leads the ceremonies, and explain to him what the film was about. The film would juxtapose his church against other faiths and he accepted that. We put up signs saying if you don't want to be filmed, stay away from the camera, and also made announcements. This is something very personal that people are going through but they welcomed us, there were only two people in a room of thousands who said no. They were busy embracing an ecstasy and welcomed newcomers to adopt that enthusiasm. You actually do get a giddy, high feeling. Over the course of several hours the room brewed up contagious waves of quiet, hysterical laughter in anticipation of the climax of the night. They played rambling, rock-gospel music, and while shooting, it actually helped me move through the space, I was very energized and felt quite welcome to do anything.

The pastor had one stipulation: he wanted to see the film before giving the final OK. This was the only subject in the film that asked, and I was a bit worried, but they loved it, they said this is the best they'd ever been represented, they saw themselves as they were, without a slant one way or another. There are iconographic moments throughout, raising arms up to the sky or pointing towards heaven. A women at the beginning of the sequence talks about her vision of grim reapers harvesting at the back of the room. Of course some were going through the motions, wanting that high and urging it on as much as possible, self-consciously enacted rapture, instead of the genuine trance I saw for example in Bali. But the desire is genuine, and it's still a release even if you're play acting. It reminded me a lot of the techno-rave-ecstacy experience. The same relinquishing of self, identity surrender and group belonging. It's comfort and release to forget our problems, triggered in the rave by music and drugs, in the stock market by making money, or while making films and discovering something beautiful. We all seek the same experience in different ways. We are radically different, but fundamentally the same in our drives and motives and what we're looking for.

India offers a different perspective, full of representations of G-ds and deities and Ganashas and Hanamans and Krishnas. One man named Shiva tells a story in voice-over as you watch a pilgrimage ceremony. They fast and bathe in a particular way, preparing in a ritualized manner which culminates when they stand in front of a particular carving or image of a G-d. He explains what they do, they close their eyes, they look at the G-d within themselves. The deity is a trigger to look at the G-d within. They have an interesting term in India which is darshan, looking at a deity, which is also applied to someone like Amma, the hugging saint you see in the film. This witnessing of the divine is also called dashan. When I was shooting in India I became preoccupied with darshan as I looked at life around me, the invalid crawling towards the camera for instance, looking at G-d and self applied to everything.

If you're shooting on the street or making a portrait here in the west, people get nervous and leave the frame or look away. When shooting in India, people stare right down the barrel of the lens, once again I thought of darshan. Are they looking into that moment of recording as they look at a temple deity? I'd always thought that recording film had something of a holy moment quality to it, by the time you push the button on a film camera there's a lot of energy, time, and thought in that moment, even if it's spontaneous. The sheer cost of recording this moment in time that's going to be preserved, frozen and memorialized, available for review. That holiness is more profound in film than video because you can't shoot so much.

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MH: The church ecstatics propel you out into the desert, where the film slows down to look, with very languorous camera holds and tilts. Did you have a particular style of camera stylo in mind? We slow down to look, really look, at the snakes and rocks and petroglyphs, and my favourite moment where you stop on the road and watch the rain on the windshield. These shots convey an equivalence of energy, perception and movement.

PM: Each place determined my aesthetic or camera response, I realized that only afterwards. Trying to respond not impose, environments dictated visual interpretations, still strained through my experience. In an ecstatic environment the camera moves a lot. When I was in the desert alone there is a much quieter meditative look into emptiness. If you're moving a camera around frenetically in the desert you won't see much, it's about fine details, you need slowness to be appreciated. The desert attracted me because what the past might have been, the future may be. The walls show thousands of years of sedimentary deposit and erosion, and fossils and native American traces are still there. I was in deserts in Utah and Nevada, and ventured to a site once used for nuclear testing, filled with radioactive warnings but wondered if I was risking my health to get an image of empty ground.

Las Vegas was interesting because it was constructed in the middle of the desert, a virtual city which refabricates marketable world sites (Venice, Egypt) as a backdrop to gambling, another way of finding your escape, meaning, epiphany, risking winning and losing. I shot a lot of gambling footage, and one person in particular who was paying his way through college by card counting poker. He always played with headphones running Nine Inch Nails so he wouldn't get distracted. The truest version of Gambling G-ds is eight hours long and would include these scenes, but because of agreements and money that allowed the film to be made, I had to leave out scenes that I love, but didn't fit into the three hour composition. I didn't want to shorten everything down to get it all in because I thought things were already too short. There's still a question of whether I should make an eight hour movie which would include more scenes and be more reflective of the actual journey.

MH: There's a quietly funny scene in Vegas where a red leather woman is strapped into an orgasmatron and you ask her about her favourite recipes.

PM: That scene was delicate to edit, because Dante is fairly outrageous and the situation quite sexist. Dante rang up a woman to model the sex chair and I wanted to disarm the situation by drawing out her humanity. Her favourite thing is talking to her parents and cooking lasagna, she's not just a sexual object and the disarming works to let viewers look deeper into the people of the situation.

Part of the journey of Gambling G-ds was reacting to things that came up, recording like a diary, the earlier research a subconscious tuning. The research gave me antennae, but it was never plotted, if encounters naturally came up in the process of exploration and it felt intuitively correct, I would go down that road. When I went to Las Vegas I knew the sociologist Kate Hausbeek, whose main study was the sex trade, and she led me to new people, like Dante, the man who makes the sexual chair. Ideas grew in assocations, the dust in the desert looks to the dynamiting of the Las Vegas hotel and the remains of a loved one. All narrate the idea of impermanence. We believe in the illusions of our construction but they become dust eventually.

For instance I was interested in the wife of Maurice Strong, a Canadian industrialist who bought land for water export which she opposed, wanting to set up a spiritual retreat instead. She said I should stay with a filmmaker who had worked a lot in Tibet, and he took me to a poker game where I met Jose, and that's who I eventually filmed. I had no idea he was keeping the bones of his wife in a scarf. He brought it to the table as I let him direct the scene, it unfolded the way he wanted. I can't put a schematic on it (first thought, best thought or pre-scripted), it's informed observation, not forced exposition. Its logic is mysterious, but the journey had an inner/outer logic I was sure would hold its own truth.

MH: The Switzerland section has an establishing shot sequence which contrasts the clean and the unclean. You say in voice-over that you are going back to the perfect world of your parents. What do you mean by that?

PM: Switzerland achieves a utopia of urban planning, fine education, beautiful landscapes and integral transportation systems, but at the same there is an underside which can't abide these rules, the heroin culture for instance. The opening sequence points towards the fact of decay, death and *beep* natural cycles that are pervasive no matter what the system.

Christof is a genetic scientist who discovers that we all share the same bacteria on a horizontal level, it's not inherited but shared at the same time, which suggests to him that we're all part of the same thing. His science mind is beginning to look at things in ways similar to Roger, their conclusions and aims are similar, but their experiences are very different.

I had always been interested in the heroin scene in Switzerland and met Roger Greminger and Christine while editing. When I was seventeen I went to school in Switzerland for a year and was compelled to stick my thumb out on the road and see where I wound up. Someone took me to an old monastery which had become a rehab centre for heroin addicts. I connected with the priest who ran it, took a lot of photographs, then went back to Ryerson Polytechnical Institute in Toronto to learn filmmaking. I attended two years, then decided to take a year off and try to create a project where they would invent and make a film, which didn't work out because they weren't very motivated and there wasn't money. But there was a lot of other fruit, like the film Scissere, which refers to Bruno Scissere who lived there. I'd been interested in what draws people to heroin, what kind of people they are. Heroin is the darkest, most taboo drug, people consider heroin users *beep* criminals, but my experience was that they were some of the most sensitive and compassionate people I'd encountered. What desire is heroin fulfilling? In Switzerland it's easy to get on the streets, and for a time Yugoslavia sold drugs to buy arms for the war, and these arms (in part), were made by Swiss companies down the road from needle park. This seemed to fit the web I was following for Gambling G-ds. When I met Roger and Christine, I was struck by their love for each other, and by their compassion and warmth despite the fact they were deep into this addiction and Roger was on his last legs in a wheelchair with a spinal infection and she was taking care of him. There was a beautiful love despite the fact that they were really bad for each other.

We had a sit down conversation with the camera rolling, which I'd done with a number of people, it was talk and information oriented, and then I asked Roger if there was something he'd like to show me about his life, about Zurich, and he took me to a clothing depot where he used to sleep. There was no great strategy behind that. In all the interviews I had a core of ideas, but what tended to happen was a process of discovery led us towards the places where they found meaning. Often I would spend a day or two with these people talking until it went into a realm more pertinent to the film. I had to say a lot about myself, they wanted to know who I was and feel a level of trust before they would talk about what was personal and important to them. I would often pause for a long time. When you ask a number of questions the interview form feels familiar, then it would arrive at a point where I would pause for an uncomfortably long time, and that's usually where it got interesting. They would start to talk, and the real preoccupations of the person would come out in a voluntary way. There were a set of questions I asked at the end of each interview, a simple list of questions you could answer yes or no or elaborate. They became a mantra throughout the process, though few ended up in the film. One of the installation works I did included a collection of these questions, but I didn't work to that schematic in editing.

The film's three hours may seem a long time, but many-layered conversations are shrunk to a few essential matters, people are left only a few minutes to talk. In almost every case, the person interviewed had far more to say in the assembly stage of the film. With Roger and Christine, the edit focussed on why they were attracted to heroin. Roger said he might have meditated for many years and arrived at the same place. They were quitting at that point, talking about addiction as if it was the past, but it was a very recent past. As it turned out, they both managed to quit, Roger's had a couple of lapses but it's essentially gone. For Roger it had been an experience of peace that was very comforting and he'd been doing it for twenty years. I asked Christine if it was an answer for something she were searching for. She said no, it stopped the need to search. They both insisted heroin was a temporary fix which pulls you into a way of life making you dependent. You need money and then the fix is only taking your peace away. Every day is captured by getting this drug inside you, it's a horror. But at the same time she saw aspects of herself before addiction she didn't like and didn't want to return to. Going through this extreme experience taught her a lot about herself, and she was fortunate enough to pull out of it and use what she learned to continue. I was concerned that they were comfortable in their presentation so I showed them different stages of the editing for their feedback, secretly hoping that having announced their quitting in public would provide an incentive. I don't know how much the film influenced them in the end, but I think it may have helped.

It's always difficult to watch yourself on film, knowing a few sentences represent your entire experience, you understand the innuendo of every muscle twitch and eye flutter. It's like listening to your voice on tape, it's unbearable at first, there's always a process of becoming familiar with looking at yourself. My task was to put this drug story into the context of their personalities, so it was no longer “drug addicts talk about heroin” but this is Roger and Christine, and they took heroin. I tried to do that with everyone.

MH: Christine says: "Well it's so..." and then later, “Somehow it's so...” and those are her last words, she never manages to finish the sentence. In a normal documentary these unfinished thoughts and long pauses would never be shown. Why did you leave them in?

PM: For me, that's one of the most beautiful moments in the film, it points to dimensions of mystery we can't find the words for. After Christine you hear the rain and see something very banal, a circling pan out of a window again and again, and that's something I found more and more beautiful during the film's making, looking at everyday things that had no obvious sensation or meaning yet feeling the profundity of being there.

MH: Can you tell me about the title?

PM: I'd been researching different kinds of peak experiences, addictions and escapes, and drew a large page of identifiers. I put words together and came up with gambling, G-ds and LSD. The title stuck until it was finished, though I tried to abandon it, but its essence was always present. The film has an LSD logic in terms of time and observation.

MH: It's called a trip.

PM: Albert Hoffman invented LSD in Switzerland, but in the film he ended up talking about childhood. His discovery remained a suggestion as opposed to an explored subject. The sense of wonder he describes in childhood is revived by the drug which he feels is an important tool for the expansion of consciousness. He felt Leary was overly flamboyant and overly simplified, and the resultant publicity made further medical research impossible. Before he found LSD he researched the colour of flowers and their function. He approached chemistry in a wondrous and artistic way, wanting to understanded how nature works, he's made a couple of books which don't seem to come from a scientist but a mystic. I finally met him at the premiere screening in Nyon. Sitting beside him was very interesting because he emoted a lot, he moaned when he enjoyed passages. He thought of LSD as a reminder or triggering or revisit of childhood states, there is something familiar about it, but it's an unconscious visit by something forgotten.

MH: Why is it forgotten?

PM: We use our brains to structure events, to analyze and define, in other words, to cut. We're forever processing thoughts, preoccupied with getting things done and taking little time to appreciate the way clouds are floating overhead or listen to a piece of music profoundly. We forget we can do that. Different belief structures and systems can engage people in similar processes of focussing.

MH: How is stillness the same as being at the all night raves you show in the film?

PM: The ecstatic qualities are high adrenaline, exalted epiphanies, whereas meditative, inward peace involves slowing things down, taking distractions away, yet they bring you into a state and focus that is also epiphanic. One is active and requires taking something, drugs, dancing or worship, it's going to blow me out the top of a volcano. It adheres to triggers. Religion is similar to drugs, a belief structure can be a substance as well, similar to sports or dancing which provide structures that take you into an altered state socially. The other way requires putting it all away and finding clarity within. Silence

MH: The Swiss scientist speaks about death on a molecular level, as an exchange of energy. But he also says that he will live on in his children. Is your filmmaking a way of cheating death, of holding onto a present that is always slipping away? For someone so concerned about the present, you spend a lot of time condemned to pictures made some time ago, it's been seven years between films and a lot of that time was in the edit room.

PM: Film is a paradox, using a medium to see into the present which immediately becomes a recording of the past for future viewers. I want to create a cinema experience which includes a self-reflection in the audience which isn't about holding onto my journey, but brings you into the present. That presentness is a state that you can carry with you when you leave the theatre.

It's a challenge to keep that improvisational energy while editing, when it's natural for your mind to create compositional structures. How do you clear the mind and play your instrument? Editing often induces trance, you go further in, then step out and ask what does this mean? This was different than The Top of His Head or Picture of Light which had more thematic unfoldings. Gambling G-ds works much more by association, that's why I can still watch it, it doesn't add up neatly.

There was a lot of material and we didn't know how long the film was allowed to be. Reviewing, logging and assembling the material took a year. We tried not to editorialize, and kept chronologies intact. The logistics of editing in Switzerland took a lot of time, and we didn't have enough money to finish an hour and a half film, though we had an assembly of fifty five hours. Then we worked on a five hour cut to show the television people and distributors to allow us to get enough money to finish the film. That was the second year. Then we began to cut towards a three hour cinema film.

It begins with proposal writing. With Gambling G-ds I was very honest about describing the film as an exploratory process, and while I didn't know what would be in the finished film, I knew the themes, and provided possible scenarios. People trusted me based on my previous work, especially Picture of Light which had a similar approach but a much narrower subject. The managing and producing side was so overwhelming that I don't know if I would ever do it again. Essentially you're setting up a platform to work intuitively, but building the platform takes up ninety percent of your energy and requires at every turn an explanation of why you're doing it and what would it be in the end. It's exhausting not falling into the trap of giving a false proposition. The five hour demo required them to drive a long way to our edit room in the countryside and they were riveted. They said OK on the spot and I'd never had that happen before. Luckily it won prizes, ARTE was the main TV participant, and that is one of their rewards. If the film gets notoriety, that encourages them to work that way again.

One of my interests is to bring artistic processes and thematics, more often found in experimental film to a wider audience, and you need industrial structures to get your film shown. I'm still not sure it's the right way. In the end you lose power over the work and it becomes part of the machine, but we're opening in many theatres and there's a DVD that's widely available, and that wouldn't have happened any other way.

MH: How did you know the film was over?

PM: We had edited for so long, knowing there were a number of configurations which would work. I went out for a walk on September 10, reviewing the whole experience, flashing through the years and components, and remembering John Paul Young at the bridge at the beginning of the film. What you don't see in the film was his challenge that I ask G-d to make an appearance. When I told him I couldn't think in those terms, he said you have to pray. This kind of filmmaking is my prayer, but how do I know it's finished? I felt I needed a sign, and the next day was the infamous September 11. I was scanning through the film on the Avid, getting an overview, looking for spots I might want to change or react to, and stopped on a rooftop scene in Bombay. A Muslim man prays and then the camera tilts up to the sky where an airplane flies into the distance. That's the last shot I touched. Then I put all the different timelines together on the Avid, and the moment I was finished the phone rang and a friend of mine said, "You won't believe what just happened in New York City." We began sticking wires into the TV to get a signal and finally saw a jet going into the World Trade Centre. I watched the film later that night through the filter of that news, seeing traces and codes and anticipations of that event. Belief systems and the conflicts they provoke, prevalent images of airplane travel and imploding buildings, civilization at a boiling point where something has to break. That was a sign. The timing was uncanny.


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wow.. what a genious.

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