âShadowmanâ first look: Tribeca documentary explores the life of â80s NY Street Artist Richard Hambleton.
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âShadowmanâ first look: Tribeca documentary explores the life of â80s NY Street Artist Richard Hambleton.
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Shadowman Shows the Darker Side of Art
Mention street art nowadays and most will picture the enigmatic Banksy: a little girl with a heart-shaped balloon or a protester about to hurl a bouquet instead of a Molotov cocktail, painted on the side of a building. His art often has a subversive undercurrent yet it intends to inspire conversation, rather than fear. But in New York City in the 1980âs, when the street art movement had just begun with artists like Keith Haring and Jean-Michel Basquiat, one of his predecessors was forging a lucrative career with decidedly darker images.
Oren Jacobyâs new documentary Shadowman tells the story of Richard Hambleton, a formally-trained painter turned street artist who first came to the publicâs attention in the late 70âs with his âMass Murderâ series that stretched across the United States and Canada. Using his friends as models, Hambleton would paint out chalk outlines of a fictitious victim, splattering the scene with carmine paint. Passerby were often unaware of the artistic nature of what theyâd just walked over, looking for non-existent police tape or sidestepping eerily realistic pools of blood. In the 1980âs he gained notoriety for his âShadowmenâ, hulking outlines splashed on the walls of side streets and dark alleys, crude and rough-edged as only the most meticulously envisioned art can be. They gave the impression of urban predators ready to pounce and often gave pedestrians a start. In 1984 he painted several of these Shadowmen on the Berlin Wall and enjoyed international recognition for much of the decade. By all accounts his star was in its ascendancy.
The success would not last, though. What began as a retrospective on the emergence of an innovative new artist shifts into a woeful portrait of addition and those who enable its continuance. Despite his paintings selling in the tens or hundreds of thousands of dollars, Hambleton bled cash. Drug abuse cost him a supportive girlfriend and eventually relegated him to semi-homelessness, living on the street or squatting in between charitable offers from his admirers. Their goodwill, however, often looks suspiciously like thinly concealed avarice. Collectors and gallery owners would put Hambleton up in apartments or luxury hotels, all expenses covered; in exchange, he agreed to provide new artwork for them at regular intervals. After a few months, these arrangements would inevitably fall apart.
Although these well-heeled benefactors fancy themselves âpatronsâ their benevolence does little to foster success. Hambleton no longer scrapes by, true, but heâs still an addict, now with access to large sums of money. Several of these patrons sit down for interviews in Shadowman. Many of them, when addressing the end of their financial involvement with Hambleton, bemoan how what they did was never enough. How he failed to produce the agreed-upon works, regardless of the support provided. He was, in short, beyond their help. But was he? Luxury suites and large checks are waved around like magic wands, yet no one even alludes to attempts at professional intervention. Perhaps Hambleton was a lost cause no matter what; by the time of his re-emergence in 2009, he had been struggling with addiction for nearly 30 years. Or perhaps, with the right support, he stood a fighting chance; with Hambletonâs passing last month, itâs a âwhat if?â left regrettably to the past.
Hambleton doesnât lack self-awareness. His contemporaries Haring and Basquiat both passed away young. He seems resigned to his addiction and its consequences: âI was alive when I died,â he flatly tells the camera. His former girlfriend, Mette Madsen, posits that maybe the turmoil and the art are inextricably linked. To banish one would be to banish the other as well. Â Witnessing Hambletonâs slow deterioration, itâs left to the audience to decide whether the steep cost of genius is justified.
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Cinema : #FIFdR IX Edizione - 16 ottobre 2014 - proiezioni - My Italian Secret
Cinema : #FIFdR IX Edizione â 16 ottobre 2014 â proiezioni â My Italian Secret
My Italian Secret Gli eroi dimenticati di Oren Jacoby Film documentario con Andrea Bartali, Riccardo Pacifici, Pietro Borromeo, Gaia Servadio, Charlotte Hauptman, Piero Terracina, Ursula Korn Selig, Ugo Sciamanno, Mercedes Virgili, Grazia Viterbi, Giorgio Goldenberg, Wanda Lattes, Suor Benedetta Voce Narrante di Isabella Rossellini
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Stati Uniti 2014 92 min. proiezione stampa -Ââ giovedĂŹ 16âŚ
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