Last night, we took in Crispin Glover's It Is Fine, Everything Is Fine! :at the Alamo Drafthouse here in Austin, TX. As expected, Everything is Fine! turned out to be a weird, weird movie. Tonight, Glover returned to the Drafthouse stage with an even stranger epic, the infamously bizarre What is It? How did the Alamo Drafthouse crowd react to Glover's film, and what was Crispin Glover like one-on-one? Find out in our report/review below, my gentle Examiner readers...
Crispin Glover (Willard, Back to The Future) swooped into Austin yesterday, ready to deliver a two-night run of shows at the Alamo Drafthouse. On each night, Glover would be conducting a series of readings (from books he'd written over the years) and screening two of the most infamous cult films ever to be name-dropped by hipsters and film geeks: the incredibly-weird It is Fine, Everything is Fine! and the even-weirder What is It? If you missed our report from last night's first bizarro show, head on over to THIS PAGE to get all caught up. Once you've finished reading that, come back here to see how things turned out on night two. Go ahead, we'll be waiting in the paragraph below.
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Crispin Glover's second evening at the Alamo Drafthouse began with another reading, this one combining about half of the material we'd heard the night before with a smattering of new selections. Glover was noticably more relaxed on night two, but I'll confess being a little bored sitting through some of the longer selections a second time. After an hour or so, the actor offered a few quick words about What is It?, and then the film began. Shortly thereafter, the audience's heads started exploding randomly throughout the auditorium. Wanna see the trailer? Check it out over there on the left: it's a doozy (and be forewarned that the video may be age-gated).
The thing about What is It? is, What is It? is a lot like most of the half-assed student films that I've ever seen, the kinda films where heavy-handed symbolism does battle with bizarre musical cues, overly-dramatic dialogue, and seemingly-random events over the course of the film-in-question's run-time.
On the one hand, What is It? is clearly the work of an artist who had a very specific statement that he wanted to make, a very specific series of images he wanted to share, a very specific aesthetic and tone that he wanted to establish on-screen. Who am I to question an artist at work, particularly one as accomplished as Glover? On the other hand, I couldn't help but return to the same thought over and over again as I watched What is It?: would the audience be lapping it all up as readily if it had been made by some random dude from NYU's Film School, or some yutz on the corner of 6th and Congress? Or would they have criticized the genuinely-impenetrable "plot", the symbolism, the questionable...everything? One suspects that the fawning would've been a little less...resounding, but who knows?

















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