Winona Ryder was born on this day, two days before Halloween in 1971.
What a tribute, more fitting– than her cameo appearance in the wacky, rockabilly video that ended up getting banned on MTV. . . . . None other than “Debbie Gibson is Pregnant with my Two-Headed Love-Child” which is about the kookiest thing you’d ever seen.
There, with mischievous energy like a Romanian punk princess in fairy tales “funking-out” in a wedding dress and a Spuds McKenzie look-alike, the dog from Budweiser commercials. Mojo Nixon, The Dead Milk Men, Tom Waits, and The Replacements are some of her favorite acts as it speaks to alt/indie cred like cerebral noshing on guitar riffage and authenticity.
Two-headed, like a sequel. . . . . . a labor of “love”, right?
To her unconventional graces, we salute her birthday. She turns 44 is was always “a big kid, at heart”. She’ll return in “Beetlejuice 2”, surely as folks live their alternative death-rock lifestyles well into later years. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
A link– to the essential core of her movies, best known. . . . .
For youthful, fresh perspectives– you can’t go wrong with local community radio as kids have the naivete and faithlessness to declare themselves a punk princess impressio in a doll-house of young, kicking energy for the sake of local interest and avoiding true career callings. Lydia runs along the punk/artistic circles and gleefully drags-along her clique of oddball friends, like “skate-rats”, “hippie-girls”, and street characters as they bicker around themselves and fill in stretches of dialogue in the glittering hang-out of Utopia Studios.
The odd, the strange, the unusual, the transgressive– bands playing and imagery flashing on from a projector “like a real head-trip”. Below is footage of Nirvana playing at a campus studio up at Evergreen State College in Olympia, Washington. You can see ingenious blue-screen tricks and some of what’s in the background is from Haxan, a 1922 Swedish/Danish film that was once narrated by Beat oddball, William S. Burroughs.
An hallucinogenic trip for kids dancing and writhing in the strobe-lights to strange energies as it gives you more of a feel for who Lydia is, or what’s true to her character as you can’t write-down this stuff, necessarily– only watch and appreciate.
Coming to a theater near you, “Beetlejuice 2”!!
(– At least how I see it. . . . .)
Strange and unusual nights are afoot in five cities, around the globe, SIMULTANEOUSLY for a cut-away into the lives of cab-drivers and bonkers midnight-runs. Though few have heard of it, the 1991 film “Night on Earth” is a highly-accessible independent feature from auteur Jim Jarmusch which means it explores those quiet, “in-between” moments before anything like serious, driven plot that make-up most fast, cheap movies.
Funky sunglasses and cosmopolitan cafe culture like style and hip vision– if you’ve ever driven the streets of L.A, New York, Paris, Rome, and Helsinki and wondered about the burning dome lights that dimly shine over a whole world, unknown.
It’s one of Winona’s indie film-projects of kooky, quirky, nasal intonations with big, rolled eyes and a backwards cap as about as “street-level” as you’ve ever seen her. It’s newsstand commerce and hearsay, playing bug-juice punk-cassettes on an old beat-up tape player and otherwise untucking a cigarette behind an elfin ear as she’s all flannel-shirts and combat boots like tough-talkin’ tomboy brio on a dead-end skid.
Tom Waits fills in the gravel-voiced, “jazz/roots” soundtrack like an alley cat in a bowler hat and cigar you may see in an old 1940’s cartoon, out sauntering back among the trash-cans for a fish-bone with a gravelly meow for bongo-jones/hip-cat/happenin’ slap-bass rumination over a poker flush and pickled eggs.
5 stories in 5 different cities– as you’ll get your fare’s worth and learn something about “the small hours” just a few deals before dawn– when the coffee dregs run out, and you’re one star, straight-on ’till morning in an anonymous city, nowhere or just on the bleeding edge of film, music, and rootsy art. You won’t be disappointed!