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THERE WILL BE QUIET: THE STORY OF JUDGE

There Will Be Quiet: The Story of Judge

directed by Seth Lowery and Sammy Siegler

starring Mike Judge

Noisey

Straight edge was an odd subculture. A movement spawned from a song that clocks in at under a minute, was it a triumph of Reagan-era “Just Say No” conservatism finding its way even into punk rock, or a sub-subculture of kids who saw the early punk glorification of self-destruction as limiting and absurd?

Probably a little of both.

After bursting to life in the ’80s American hardcore explosion, straight edge had somewhat faded away by the middle of the decade. Sure, everyone still liked those Minor Threat and SSD records, but without new standard bearers, the movement didn’t seem to have a lot of forward momentum.

Then came Youth of Today and a new wave of straight edge bands hearkening back to those days just a few years ago, stressing clean living and positive outlooks. To those outside the scene, these bands could seem preachy and militant. To Mike Ferraro, drummer for Youth of Today, that perception was going to be exactly the point of his new band Judge. Growing up a loner, Ferraro found inspiration in music at an early age, most significantly David Bowie’s The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars. Other loners and misfits led him to punk, and seeing New York hardcore legends Agnostic Front and going to CBGB’s matinees gave a sense of community in the hardcore subculture.

A drinker from an early age, the death of Ferraro’s mother from pills and a drunken beating led him to embrace the straight edge lifestyle and he soon became the drummer for Youth of Today. Fed up with the negative attitudes and jokes directed at the band, Ferraro founded Judge, a darker, more militant straight edge band. Ferraro possessed a bark reminiscent of Negative Approach’s John Brannon, and the band blended elements of hardcore, metal, and a touch of oi to create a darker, more threatening sound. Violence and rumors plagued the bland throughout their career, and Ferraro became conflicted about playing shows where his words became an excuse for violence.

Directors/producers Seth Lowery and Sammy Siegler have crafted a compelling, watchable documentary on Mike Ferraro/Judge, worth watching even for those with little background in the band. Lowery and Siegler utilize old concert footage, photographs, and interviews, but the most fascinating interviews are with Ferraro. Watching his hands and gestures during the interviews, it is easy to see the shy loner behind the public face of the band.

Most of the ending is taken up with reunion planning, which is interesting, especially seeing a band that could draw about 300 play to 10 times that many, but I could have watched more interviews and been happy. Fans of Judge or New York hardcore will especially love this, but anyone interested in punk, hardcore, straight edge, or groups of loners, misfits, and weirdos banding together to create will find plenty to appreciate.

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The Animation Show

The Animation Show

directed by Mike Judge and Don Hertzfeldt

Well, it finally happened. Don Hertzfeldt has become pretentious. Mr. Hertzfeldt has been animating weird, funny, and subversive stuff for more years than you can shake a rotoscope at, and along with Mike Judge of Beavis and Butthead fame has assembled another collection of state-of-the-art shorts. Before we get to Mr. Hertzfeldt’s piece, let’s look a few of the outstanding items on this year’s show.

Opening the film is a clever Bill Plympton piece, “Guard Dog”. You’ve always wonder what some pudgy little dogs see that gets them so excited, and here it is — potential attack on his beloved master by little girls with jump ropes, rabid ninja squirrels, and even an ominous flower that might make him drown in his own snot. All play out in the dog’s mind, but when the real attack comes, this is the pup who takes down his own owner, all in a fluffy pastel world.

Next we experience an oddly animated item called “F.E.D.S.” (Food Education Demo Specialists) by Jen Drummond. F.E.D.S. pass out samples of new products at Wal-Mart and Publix, and they have a life and reality all their own. Sure it’s a crappy job, but its crappy in an interesting way, made even more so by the animation which somehow makes them look like faces printed on decorative shelf liner paper.

“Ward 13” is a stunning claymation story by Australian Peter Cornwell. A man wakes up after an accident, and is nearly subjected to cruel medical experiments. He makes an escape, but it’s a long frenetic chase through faceless corridors and ominous operating rooms to gain freedom. Along the way he meets the coolest little two-headed dog, and its close buddy, the two-tailed dog. Neat.

“Rockfish” shows some of the most accurate life-like animation available today. Blur Studios (Tim Miller and Sherry Wallace) throws some mega-terabytes of processing power at a futuristic fishing trip that drags you and the protagonist on a wild journey though a rocky field until he lands the Big One. He’s all about catch and release, and with some difficulty, the fisherman is the one who gets released.

“Fireworks” uses simple stop motion with common objects, producing a completely gimmicky, yet completely charming 4th of July spectacle with candy corn, coins, and other simple objects flying up and entertaining the night sky.

The artiest composition is “Pan With Us,” (David Russo) a wordless journey in a land of grey and brown cubes that transforms into a colorful elegant party as the forest God Pan retires into our modern world. OK, I had to cheat and look some of that up, but it’s a wonderful set of flowing images, in need of some sort of ultra spacey soundtrack.

Wrapping up the hour and a half program is Don Hertzfeldt’s “Meaning of Life.” I love this guy, and the weird little figures chattering away are as cool as anything, but as we wrap up, Mr. H drops into a weird reverie of white dots flowing thought tubes set to gentle music. I think he lost it at that point, and I’m not sure if the dots are alien sperm, or just cars on the Hollywood freeway in the fog. It’s the weakest film in the lot.

Overall, animation is still a vibrant art form, and while the CGI guys dominate the mainstream, there’s enough film school students with neat ideas and the patience to implement them. I’m sure each one will get about 2 cents for you seeing this collection, but it’s the least you can do for them.

The Animation Show: www.animationshow.com