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In 1970 Michael Eavis opened his 150-acre farm to 1,500 people each paying £1 to watch a handful of pop and folk stars perform over the summer-solstice weekend... Glastonbury Festival is now the longest running and most popular music and arts festival in history. This year everyone will have the chance to experience the Glastonbury vibe and some of the festival's 35-year history when ‘Glastonbury’ the documentary opens in cinemas nationwide on April 14. The documentary sees long time festival worker Robert Richards in the role of producer whilst Somerset based Julien Temple (‘The Great Rock 'n' Roll Swindle’, ‘Absolute Beginners’, ‘Filth and the Fury’)offered his services as director. Musicians featured in ‘Glastonbury’ include - The Velvet Underground, Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, Primal Scream, Alabama 3, Billy Bragg, Cypress Hill, The Scissor Sisters, Radiohead, Babyshambles, The Levellers, David Gray, Bjork, Coldplay, Chemical Brothers, Stereo MC's, Blur, Joe Strummer & the Mescaleros, English National Opera 'Die Valkyrie', Ray Davies, Pulp, Faithless, The Bravery, Morrissey, Prodigy, Toots an the Maytals and David Bowie. Uncut.co.uk has got exclusive footage from the documentary featuring Morrissey, plus the trailer, to view below. Morrissey at Glastonbury. Windows Media - lo / medium / hi Real Media - lo / medium / hi Glastonbury Trailer Links. Windows Media - lo / medium / hi Real Media - lo / medium / hi

In 1970 Michael Eavis opened his 150-acre farm to 1,500 people each paying £1 to watch a handful of pop and folk stars perform over the summer-solstice weekend…

Glastonbury Festival is now the longest running and most popular music and arts festival in history. This year everyone will have the chance to experience the Glastonbury vibe and some of the festival’s 35-year history when ‘Glastonbury’ the documentary opens in cinemas nationwide on April 14.

The documentary sees long time festival worker Robert Richards in the role of producer whilst Somerset based Julien Temple (‘The Great Rock ‘n’ Roll Swindle’, ‘Absolute Beginners’, ‘Filth and the Fury’)offered his services as director.

Musicians featured in ‘Glastonbury’ include – The Velvet Underground, Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, Primal Scream, Alabama 3, Billy Bragg, Cypress Hill, The Scissor Sisters, Radiohead, Babyshambles, The Levellers, David Gray, Bjork, Coldplay, Chemical Brothers, Stereo MC’s, Blur, Joe Strummer & the Mescaleros, English National Opera ‘Die Valkyrie’, Ray Davies, Pulp, Faithless, The Bravery, Morrissey, Prodigy, Toots an the Maytals and David Bowie.

Uncut.co.uk has got exclusive footage from the documentary featuring Morrissey, plus the trailer, to view below.

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Download a free Grandaddy track

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Bearded cosmic Americana rockers Grandaddy bid a fond farewell to their fans next month with their last, ever, album. ‘Just Like The Fambly Cat’ will be the Californian combo’s fifth and final album since forming way back in 1992 and www.uncut.co.uk can offer up readers a free download of ‘Jeez Louise’, taken from the LP. Access the free download here Plus – visit NME.COM to view exclusive video footage created by Grandaddy’s Jason Lytle, plus enter our competition to win one of Jason’s truckers hats. View video footage on NME.COM Win one of Jason’s truckers caps on NME.COM

Bearded cosmic Americana rockers Grandaddy bid a fond farewell to their fans next month with their last, ever, album. ‘Just Like The Fambly Cat’ will be the Californian combo’s fifth and final album since forming way back in 1992 and www.uncut.co.uk can offer up readers a free download of ‘Jeez Louise’, taken from the LP.

Access the free download here

Plus – visit NME.COM to view exclusive video footage created by Grandaddy’s Jason Lytle, plus enter our competition to win one of Jason’s truckers hats.

View video footage on NME.COM

Win one of Jason’s truckers caps on NME.COM

Listen to the new LP from The Archie Bronson Outfit

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'Derdang Derdang' is the second album from Wiltshire trio, The Archie Bronson Outfit. Blending bluegrass, backwoods folk and hammered blues with a motorik groove, the album receives a four out of five star rating in the April edition of Uncut magazine. Hear the album in full for yourself before it hits the shops on April 3. Uncut.co.uk have got the album in full to listen to, via the links below. 1. Cherry Lips Real Media - lo / hi Windows Media - lo / hi 2. Kink Real Media - lo / hi Windows Media - lo / hi 3. Dart For My Sweetheart Real Media - lo / hi Windows Media - lo / hi 4. Got To Get (Your Eyes) Real Media - lo / hi Windows Media - lo / hi 5. Dead Funny Real Media - lo / hi Windows Media - lo / hi 6. Modern Lovers Real Media - lo / hi Windows Media - lo / hi 7. Cuckoo Real Media - lo / hi Windows Media - lo / hi 8. Jab Jab Real Media - lo / hi Windows Media - lo / hi 9. How I Sang Dang Real Media - lo / hi Windows Media - lo / hi 10. Rituals Real Media - lo / hi Windows Media - lo / hi 11. Harp For My Sweetheart Real Media - lo / hi Windows Media - lo / hi

‘Derdang Derdang’ is the second album from Wiltshire trio, The Archie Bronson Outfit. Blending bluegrass, backwoods folk and hammered blues with a motorik groove, the album receives a four out of five star rating in the April edition of Uncut magazine.

Hear the album in full for yourself before it hits the shops on April 3. Uncut.co.uk have got the album in full to listen to, via the links below.

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‘New York Doll’ film trailer and interview

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'New York Doll' is the poignant and extraordinary story of Arthur "Killer" Kane - the one time statuesque bassist of 70s gender-bending glam rock pioneers, The New York Dolls. Director Greg Whiteley follows Arthur's journey from mild-mannered church librarian to a demon-battling glam rocker with one of the decade's most successful bands, a conversion to Mormonism to a life-changing reunion with the remaining members of the band at Morrissey's 2004 Meltdown Festival. Uncut.co.uk have got an exclusive clip from the film featuring Morrissey and the trailer to view via the links below. Clip: Real Media - med / hi Trailer: Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi

‘New York Doll’ is the poignant and extraordinary story of Arthur “Killer” Kane – the one time statuesque bassist of 70s gender-bending glam rock pioneers, The New York Dolls.

Director Greg Whiteley follows Arthur’s journey from mild-mannered church librarian to a demon-battling glam rocker with one of the decade’s most successful bands, a conversion to Mormonism to a life-changing reunion with the remaining members of the band at Morrissey’s 2004 Meltdown Festival.

Uncut.co.uk have got an exclusive clip from the film featuring Morrissey and the trailer to view via the links below.

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Download a track from the new Josh Ritter album

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Idaho singer-songwriter Josh Ritter releases his fourth album, 'The Animal Years' this week. Gaining three out of five stars by Uncut magazine (April edition), 'The Animal Years' has a tendency to drift rather than fully engage whilst the likes of 'Wolves' and 10-minute epic 'Thin Blue Line' dazzle with poetic imagery and invention. You can sample 'The Animal Years' for yourself with www.uncut.co.uk's free download of 'Girl In The War'. Click on the link below. Download of 'Girl In The War' via this link

Idaho singer-songwriter Josh Ritter releases his fourth album, ‘The Animal Years’ this week. Gaining three out of five stars by Uncut magazine (April edition), ‘The Animal Years’ has a tendency to drift rather than fully engage whilst the likes of ‘Wolves’ and 10-minute epic ‘Thin Blue Line’ dazzle with poetic imagery and invention.

You can sample ‘The Animal Years’ for yourself with www.uncut.co.uk’s free download of ‘Girl In The War’. Click on the link below.

Download of ‘Girl In The War’ via this link

South by Southwest – Day Four

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Tornadoes are brewing in the north of Texas, but the sheer density of Brits seems to have imposed our own weather system over Austin. Dank low clouds and drizzle greet LA’s Lavender Diamond at a lunchtime party in the grounds of the historic French Legate’s House, encouraging singer Becky Stark to speculate on whether weather is an “intelligence”. Stark is one of SXSW’s unheralded stars, a pure-voiced singer with the air of a hippyish primary schoolteacher, whose songs recall a sweet, untortured variant on Judee Sill. Her odd band are so good Uncut sees them again a couple of hours later, after a roistering set by Witch, a four-piece power trio who play Cro-magnon stoner prog and feature a very benign-looking J Mascis on drums. We also manage to finally catch Wooden Wand, having narrowly missed this free folk renegade about four times already this week. Forsaking the fragmented jams that dominate most of his myriad albums, Wand seems to have focused his talents into coherent country-psych songs. It’s a neat fit. The trippiness continues at our favourite non-corporate hang-out, the Rambler stage in the Mexican district. Bad Wizard come on like sadly-departed metal freaks Zen Guerilla, while The Rogers Sisters have happily expanded their post-punk garage rock into needling freak-outs. The arrival of manic Hawkwind types DMBQ, from Japan, is a bit much, though, so we head for the consoling pleasures of Richard Hawley, as at home in Texas as he is in Sheffield. The pick of the week’s British bands, later, are Hot Chip, rapidly evolving from twee electropop roots into a gentle juggernaut, at once mournful and euphoric, in the vein of New Order. Today’s pick of the American acts, meanwhile, is LA singer-songwriter Richard Swift. Swift has been making records on tiny labels for a while now – two terrific albums were reissued on one disc last year by Secretly Canadian. Clearly, though, his potential is much bigger, judging by this confident, rumbustious set of piano pop. Swift variously recalls Nilsson, early Tom Waits and, especially, Rufus Wainwright, but it’s his own idiosyncracies – and those of his eccentric but accomplished band – that linger. Finally, from the sublime to the sublimely ridiculous. Ghostface Killah wraps up SXSW with a hits-packed set of Wu-Tang gems, culminating in sitdown sob through the awesome “All That I Got Is You”. “This one’s for all the gangstas in the house,” he says. Actually, it’s for a few hundred indie types falling over from beer and exhaustion. Still, nice thought.

Tornadoes are brewing in the north of Texas, but the sheer density of Brits seems to have imposed our own weather system over Austin. Dank low clouds and drizzle greet LA’s Lavender Diamond at a lunchtime party in the grounds of the historic French Legate’s House, encouraging singer Becky Stark to speculate on whether weather is an “intelligence”.

Stark is one of SXSW’s unheralded stars, a pure-voiced singer with the air of a hippyish primary schoolteacher, whose songs recall a sweet, untortured variant on Judee Sill. Her odd band are so good Uncut sees them again a couple of hours later, after a roistering set by Witch, a four-piece power trio who play Cro-magnon stoner prog and feature a very benign-looking J Mascis on drums. We also manage to finally catch Wooden Wand, having narrowly missed this free folk renegade about four times already this week. Forsaking the fragmented jams that dominate most of his myriad albums, Wand seems to have focused his talents into coherent country-psych songs. It’s a neat fit.

The trippiness continues at our favourite non-corporate hang-out, the Rambler stage in the Mexican district. Bad Wizard come on like sadly-departed metal freaks Zen Guerilla, while The Rogers Sisters have happily expanded their post-punk garage rock into needling freak-outs. The arrival of manic Hawkwind types DMBQ, from Japan, is a bit much, though, so we head for the consoling pleasures of Richard Hawley, as at home in Texas as he is in Sheffield. The pick of the week’s British bands, later, are Hot Chip, rapidly evolving from twee electropop roots into a gentle juggernaut, at once mournful and euphoric, in the vein of New Order.

Today’s pick of the American acts, meanwhile, is LA singer-songwriter Richard Swift. Swift has been making records on tiny labels for a while now – two terrific albums were reissued on one disc last year by Secretly Canadian. Clearly, though, his potential is much bigger, judging by this confident, rumbustious set of piano pop. Swift variously recalls Nilsson, early Tom Waits and, especially, Rufus Wainwright, but it’s his own idiosyncracies – and those of his eccentric but accomplished band – that linger.

Finally, from the sublime to the sublimely ridiculous. Ghostface Killah wraps up SXSW with a hits-packed set of Wu-Tang gems, culminating in sitdown sob through the awesome “All That I Got Is You”. “This one’s for all the gangstas in the house,” he says. Actually, it’s for a few hundred indie types falling over from beer and exhaustion. Still, nice thought.

South by Southwest – Day three

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Day Three of SXSW, and it's time to go off in pursuit of this year's buzz bands: the mystically powerful new acts that have a pack of A&Rs trailing them from party to party. As we mentioned the other day, the most talked-about one this year is Tapes'n'Tapes from Minneapolis, who we finally track down at 1am tonight. First, though, there's another 16 bands to work through. We'll spare you the details of them all. A good afternoon at the Insound party, starting with the excellent Love Is All. They have all the requisites for success this year: a sound that veers between cutesy and dissonant, jolly and anxious; a certain nerdiness; a few massed shouts in the vein of The Arcade Fire. But there's also a distinct Slits and X-Ray Spex influence, and an exuberance that marks them out as a punk-funk Sugarcubes. Pink Mountaintops we've written about at length in Uncut already, being the side project of Black Mountain's frontman, Stephen McBean. Live, though, they're far from the lo-fi solo thing we expected, being a seven-piece - with two drummers - who lock into the edgy ramalam of Loaded -era Velvets. Finally at this party, there's Sereena Maneesh, a daftly portentous but entertaining bunch of Norwegian goths who've a much better understanding of My Bloody Valentine ("Feed Me With Your Kiss", specifically) and theatre (the giant, thrusting Nico lookalike on bass) than most new shoegazers. Over at the Pitchfork party, Jose Gonzales is being diffident and endearing, and Hot Chip are kicking up their little-boy-lost techno a gear. We push on, though, to a van in the Mexican district, where New Zealand indie lifers The Bats are proving an unlikely antecedent to The Strokes' wiry jangle. And onwards. LA's Giant Drag recast Catpower as grunge-pop stand-up comedy. San Francisco's Colossal Yes play brilliant unravelling piano ballads in the style of Van Dyke Parks' Song Cycle. Kelley Stoltz is a frayed powerpop auteur, at least a match for Brendan Benson, but lacking that critical Jack White connection. Seattle's Band Of Horses, meanwhile, involve some pretty violent thrashing of a lap steel, invoke My Morning Jacket, Mercury Rev and Built To Spill, and are possibly the best thing Uncut has seen all week. Which only leaves the already legendary Tapes'n'Tapes. Who are, perhaps inevitably, a bit of a disappointment. Dorkiness remains de rigueur, the songs are OK, and the singer's stern baritone makes a change from the nasal shrillness of his contemporaries. But the self-consciousness still grates: aren't last year's champion buzz band, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, all we really need of this stuff?

Day Three of SXSW, and it’s time to go off in pursuit of this year’s buzz bands: the mystically powerful new acts that have a pack of A&Rs trailing them from party to party. As we mentioned the other day, the most talked-about one this year is Tapes’n’Tapes from Minneapolis, who we finally track down at 1am tonight. First, though, there’s another 16 bands to work through.

We’ll spare you the details of them all. A good afternoon at the Insound party, starting with the excellent Love Is All. They have all the requisites for success this year: a sound that veers between cutesy and dissonant, jolly and anxious; a certain nerdiness; a few massed shouts in the vein of The Arcade Fire. But there’s also a distinct Slits and X-Ray Spex influence, and an exuberance that marks them out as a punk-funk Sugarcubes.

Pink Mountaintops we’ve written about at length in Uncut already, being the side project of Black Mountain’s frontman, Stephen McBean. Live, though, they’re far from the lo-fi solo thing we expected, being a seven-piece – with two drummers – who lock into the edgy ramalam of Loaded -era Velvets.

Finally at this party, there’s Sereena Maneesh, a daftly portentous but entertaining bunch of Norwegian goths who’ve a much better understanding of My Bloody Valentine (“Feed Me With Your Kiss”, specifically) and theatre (the giant, thrusting Nico lookalike on bass) than most new shoegazers.

Over at the Pitchfork party, Jose Gonzales is being diffident and endearing, and Hot Chip are kicking up their little-boy-lost techno a gear. We push on, though, to a van in the Mexican district, where New Zealand indie lifers The Bats are proving an unlikely antecedent to The Strokes’ wiry jangle.

And onwards. LA’s Giant Drag recast Catpower as grunge-pop stand-up comedy. San Francisco’s Colossal Yes play brilliant unravelling piano ballads in the style of Van Dyke Parks’ Song Cycle. Kelley Stoltz is a frayed powerpop auteur, at least a match for Brendan Benson, but lacking that critical Jack White connection. Seattle’s Band Of Horses, meanwhile, involve some pretty violent thrashing of a lap steel, invoke My Morning Jacket, Mercury Rev and Built To Spill, and are possibly the best thing Uncut has seen all week.

Which only leaves the already legendary Tapes’n’Tapes. Who are, perhaps inevitably, a bit of a disappointment. Dorkiness remains de rigueur, the songs are OK, and the singer’s stern baritone makes a change from the nasal shrillness of his contemporaries. But the self-consciousness still grates: aren’t last year’s champion buzz band, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, all we really need of this stuff?

SOUTH BY SOUTHWEST – DAY TWO

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So it's 10am on Thursday morning, and you find Uncut sat in a packed lecture theatre watching a school choir sing their music teacher's remarkable composition, "One Good Rock Song Can Change The World". This Austin equivalent of the Langley Schools Music Project is, ridiculously, the prelude to South By Southwest's keynote interview: a cosy sit-down with Neil Young and Jonathan Demme, who's directed Young's new concert movie. As is the way with these things, it feels like An Event, but a slightly boring one. Young is droller than you might imagine, but hardly insightful about the songwriting process - they just come to him, apparently. Repeating yourself is "death", pissing off your audience by trying new things - like Greendale, specifically - is essential. Two small revelations: he's currently waking up with "distorted crunching noise" in his head, which signals his next album will be a return to Crazy Horse; and he loves "Superwolf, devastating folk metal from Chicago," by which we assume he means last year's Will Oldham and Matt Sweeney album. He also sings a bit of "Walk On The Wild Side", which is sweet. In the afternoon, it's Uncut's own party, held in the backyard of a roadhouse shrine to Johnny Cash. The Belly-ish Like and Vietnam - Southern rockers who look like Devendra Banhart's bad brothers - open up. Perry Farrell swans in from the Lollapalooza launch to do "Mountain Song". Drive-By Truckers and the hyperactive, marvellous Go! Team wrap things up. Morrissey would've popped in, but didn't fancy the barbecue, by all accounts. After that, it's the nightly glut of surprise gigs and new bands. The Beastie Boys provide Thursday's biggest draw - so big we can't actually get in, to be honest. The Flaming Lips apparently play the same show as the previous night, this time for Radio 1. While Morrissey plays for Radio 2 across town, Vancouver's all-girl fivepiece The Organ provide one of Uncut's highlights, with their implausibly successful fusion of The Smiths, Blondie and early Cure. Finally, though, we end up lying on a pew in a vast Presbyterian church where Tony Conrad, John Cale's minimalist mentor, is building a thick and enveloping nest of delay and drone from his solitary violin. Later in the same venue, New York drummer Jonathan Kane corrals four searing leftfield guitarists and a bassist for some clanging, relentless motorik chugs that make avant-garde capital out of roots music. In Austin, it seems, even avant-gardists get the blues.

So it’s 10am on Thursday morning, and you find Uncut sat in a packed lecture theatre watching a school choir sing their music teacher’s remarkable composition, “One Good Rock Song Can Change The World”. This Austin equivalent of the Langley Schools Music Project is, ridiculously, the prelude to South By Southwest’s keynote interview: a cosy sit-down with Neil Young and Jonathan Demme, who’s directed Young’s new concert movie.

As is the way with these things, it feels like An Event, but a slightly boring one. Young is droller than you might imagine, but hardly insightful about the songwriting process – they just come to him, apparently. Repeating yourself is “death”, pissing off your audience by trying new things – like Greendale, specifically – is essential. Two small revelations: he’s currently waking up with “distorted crunching noise” in his head, which signals his next album will be a return to Crazy Horse; and he loves “Superwolf, devastating folk metal from Chicago,” by which we assume he means last year’s Will Oldham and Matt Sweeney album. He also sings a bit of “Walk On The Wild Side”, which is sweet.

In the afternoon, it’s Uncut’s own party, held in the backyard of a roadhouse shrine to Johnny Cash. The Belly-ish Like and Vietnam – Southern rockers who look like Devendra Banhart’s bad brothers – open up. Perry Farrell swans in from the Lollapalooza launch to do “Mountain Song”. Drive-By Truckers and the hyperactive, marvellous Go! Team wrap things up. Morrissey would’ve popped in, but didn’t fancy the barbecue, by all accounts.

After that, it’s the nightly glut of surprise gigs and new bands. The Beastie Boys provide Thursday’s biggest draw – so big we can’t actually get in, to be honest. The Flaming Lips apparently play the same show as the previous night, this time for Radio 1. While Morrissey plays for Radio 2 across town, Vancouver’s all-girl fivepiece The Organ provide one of Uncut’s highlights, with their implausibly successful fusion of The Smiths, Blondie and early Cure.

Finally, though, we end up lying on a pew in a vast Presbyterian church where Tony Conrad, John Cale’s minimalist mentor, is building a thick and enveloping nest of delay and drone from his solitary violin. Later in the same venue, New York drummer Jonathan Kane corrals four searing leftfield guitarists and a bassist for some clanging, relentless motorik chugs that make avant-garde capital out of roots music. In Austin, it seems, even avant-gardists get the blues.

SOUTH BY SOUTHWEST – DAY ONE

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Hey, good morning from Austin, Texas. Uncut is here not for the rodeo - Leann Rimes plays tonight - but for the South By Southwest music conference, a four-day festival that involves about 1,500 bands, most of the British music business and quite a few Americans, too. Plenty are here to see, Kris Kristofferson and the assembled multitudes of Americana: SXSW was one of the key nurturing grounds for alt-country in the '90s. Plenty more are here to try and discover the next indie phenomenon, checking out dozens of geeky grad students in pursuit of what is technically known in A&R circles as The Next Clap Your Hands Say Yeah! (Exhibit A: Page France, from Baltimore. Nasal vocals, handclaps, xylophones, possible Christianity. Six out of 10). Tapes'n'Tapes are meant to be the ones this year; we'll try and catch them later in the week. Most of us, though, are here to binge on rock. And the opening night brought a surprise treat - the Flaming Lips playing a pub backyard on the wrong side of downtown Austin. As their At War With The Mystics campaign begins, little has superficially changed with the Lips:there are still tatty Halloween costumes for the band; Wayne Coyne is still armed with confetti, balloons and that ancient nun glove puppet; couples still climb onstage and propose to each other. The setlist, though, has been refreshed, and not just with new songs like "The Yeah Yeah Yeah Song" (fuzzy, overdriven, ecstatic) and "Free Radicals" (squalling sludge-funk, with Wayne on doubleneck!). There are also new covers: an opening "Bohemian Rhapsody" that's absurdly note-perfect, right down to the harmonies; and an inspirational version of Black Sabbath's "War Pigs", done as a duet with Peaches. After that, the new bands we caught looked a bit sickly in comparison, and the jetlag kicked in. Nevertheless, New York's The Occasion sounded promising, even though two of their members had gone AWOL: faintly psychedelic piano ballads, pot plants on the keyboards, a singing drummer, and an aesthetic somewhere between Nilsson and very early Pink Floyd. Pretty nice. More tomorrow.

Hey, good morning from Austin, Texas.

Uncut is here not for the rodeo – Leann Rimes plays tonight – but for the South By Southwest music conference, a four-day festival that involves about 1,500 bands, most of the British music business and quite a few Americans, too. Plenty are here to see, Kris Kristofferson and the assembled multitudes of Americana: SXSW was one of the key nurturing grounds for alt-country in the ’90s. Plenty more are here to try and discover the next indie phenomenon, checking out dozens of geeky grad students in pursuit of what is technically known in A&R circles as The Next Clap Your Hands Say Yeah! (Exhibit A: Page France, from Baltimore. Nasal vocals, handclaps, xylophones, possible Christianity. Six out of 10). Tapes’n’Tapes are meant to be the ones this year; we’ll try and catch them later in the week.

Most of us, though, are here to binge on rock. And the opening night brought a surprise treat – the Flaming Lips playing a pub backyard on the wrong side of downtown Austin.

As their At War With The Mystics campaign begins, little has superficially changed with the Lips:there are still tatty Halloween costumes for the band; Wayne Coyne is still armed with confetti, balloons and that ancient nun glove puppet; couples still climb onstage and propose to each other.

The setlist, though, has been refreshed, and not just with new songs like “The Yeah Yeah Yeah Song” (fuzzy, overdriven, ecstatic) and “Free Radicals” (squalling sludge-funk, with Wayne on doubleneck!). There are also new covers: an opening “Bohemian Rhapsody” that’s absurdly note-perfect, right down to the harmonies; and an inspirational version of Black Sabbath’s “War Pigs”, done as a duet with Peaches.

After that, the new bands we caught looked a bit sickly in comparison, and the jetlag kicked in. Nevertheless, New York’s The Occasion sounded promising, even though two of their members had gone AWOL: faintly psychedelic piano ballads, pot plants on the keyboards, a singing drummer, and an aesthetic somewhere between Nilsson and very early Pink Floyd. Pretty nice. More tomorrow.

Interview: Glenn Kotche

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Chicago based percussionist Glenn Kotche, better known as long-time drummer/percussionist with Wilco, one-third of experimental rock-trio Loose Fur and half of Jazz duo On Fillmore, releases his third solo exploration, the album ‘Mobile’, this week. In this interview with Uncut.co.uk Glenn Kotche unveils all about the album, Wilco, and what the future holds. Uncut.co.uk: Tell us about your new album, ‘Mobile’? Glenn: “Basically when I make a solo record I have certain rhythmic ideas that I want explored. It doesn’t start out as, ‘Oh, I’ll make a solo record’, it starts out with nagging questions. I was touring so much with Wilco, writing in hotel rooms and on tour buses, looking at certain things that I’m not able to explore on a drum set alone. Its kind of an extension of my drumming and this particular record had three or four concepts that I was really interested in. It’s kind of stylistically all over the place but there are rhythmic concepts grounded underneath the surface for me, all played on various percussion instruments.” Uncut.co.uk: Tell us about those instruments. Some of them are pretty weird… Glenn: “I’m more interested in using sounds like the almglocken and other instruments that I was exposed to in college and love. ‘Monkey Chant’ was based on a portion of the Ramayana - the epic Hindu story and was inspired by some of the original, field recordings of the vocal chant from the last century. I assigned different sounds to the characters from the story. I had this prepared snare drum that I’d developed years ago and this seemed like the perfect opportunity to utilise it. It has various springs, cables and sticks going through the actual snare drum head with contact mikes on the drums so the small, really unusual sounds get amplified and interact with the rest of the kick.” Uncut.co.uk: How does working solo differ from working with Wilco? Glenn: “Well, it’s all about rhythm and drumming. A solo record is a way for me to explore some of the loftier, more abstract concepts that I’m interested in. With Wilco, for me, the most important thing happening at any time are Jeff’s lyrics. It’s about conveying those lyrics, putting them in an interesting light. What I do in there is dictated by that and I don’t think it would be appropriate to necessarily do my rhythmic explorations over that, even though I have a great bit of leyway. They all provide a balance and it helps me grow as a musician. What I learn doing a solo show in a solo setting, I bring to Wilco. Uncut.co.uk: Side projects such as Loose Fur, On Fillmore and Autumn Defence etc must help Wilco stay fresh as a band… Glenn: “Exactly, I think it keeps us more focused when we come back to Wilco. Everything is done for the purpose of the better of the whole, instead of people trying to show off. Everyone has other outlets for expressing themselves, that’s one thing I love about Wilco. This month alone Mike played a solo show, Jeff played a solo show, I’ve been doing solo shows, Nels and Pat and John have their band, Autumn Defence, doing shows and that’s pretty cool. I think my band mates are incredibly talented and I really respect them. It’s so cool they’re able to do that.” Uncut.co.uk: Is Wilco a democracy or is Jeff the leader? Glenn: “It’s both. Jeff, he writes all the lyrics so there’s no question in my mind that he is the leader, he started this band. I’m one of the elder statesmen now at five and a half years, I’m not about to pretend that it’s my band when it already existed for years before, but when we’re actually making music together and are onstage it’s very collaborative. Jeff sometimes will come in with a finished song, but as the drummer what I get to do is always open to what I feel and like. Collectively where there is no idea so we just start playing in a room, it's really a free situation. A lot of people on the outside tend to think Jeff’s, you know, a really strict, dictator type of guy trying to get his art across but its not like that.” Uncut.co.uk: Tell us about Loose Fur – you’ve got an album coming out…? Glenn: “Loose Fur is a side project in every aspect of the term. We’ve only played three shows in six years, this is our second record and it was recorded maybe over the course of nine months or a year, with the total amount of recording time being only a week and a half or two weeks. It’s a completely collaborative situation, everything on the record was written together and it’s a really nice progression from the first record. I met Jeff and got into Wilco through Jim, I played on Jim’s solo record, to be able to play with both of them is just something cool. I’m very happy to be able to make music with Jeff outside of Wilco where there’s maybe a little less pressure, a little less responsibility or expectation, where it’s a fun game. It’s three friends getting together and hanging out…” Uncut.co.uk: What has been the highlight of your career so far? Glenn: “The highlight, honestly, is the musical gratification I get from playing with these guys, making these records, and being able to grow as a musician. That’s the reason why we’re doing it, we don’t make a record to sell a million copies. I didn’t make ‘Mobile’ because I thought it was going to be a huge hit, I made it because it was something I felt I needed to express. As far as the more superficial aspects go I’ve been able to meet some of my heroes and I’ve got to play some amazing shows. When The Flaming Lips opened for us at Madison Square Gardens it was my birthday - we got handed our gold records that same day and then I had 11,000 people singing happy birthday to me. That would probably be close to the top. That night I felt like, OK, something’s going right. I felt very, very fortunate and that’s something I probably won’t forget soon.” Uncut.co.uk: What does the future hold for you? Glenn: “Well, I’m just going to talk in terms of music because the future is pretty bleak in the world if you ask me. Especially in the US government…but we won’t get to that (laughter). Wilco are recording a new album that’s quite different from the last record and will probably be out early next year. On Fillmore, are collaborating with Brazilian group Moreno+2/Domenico+2 (they go by both names), they’re brilliant musicians and we’re very excited about that. Solo, I’m looking forward to playing in different settings, letting people hear this music and gauging their reaction. If I have more nagging rhythmic questions I’d like to make another solo record but, for me, it’s pretty important to have a reason to do it. I feel really lucky to be musically satisfied in all these different projects so I’d love for all of them to continue. So far so good…!

Chicago based percussionist Glenn Kotche, better known as long-time drummer/percussionist with Wilco, one-third of experimental rock-trio Loose Fur and half of Jazz duo On Fillmore, releases his third solo exploration, the album ‘Mobile’, this week.

In this interview with Uncut.co.uk Glenn Kotche unveils all about the album, Wilco, and what the future holds.

Uncut.co.uk: Tell us about your new album, ‘Mobile’?

Glenn: “Basically when I make a solo record I have certain rhythmic ideas that I want explored. It doesn’t start out as, ‘Oh, I’ll make a solo record’, it starts out with nagging questions. I was touring so much with Wilco, writing in hotel rooms and on tour buses, looking at certain things that I’m not able to explore on a drum set alone. Its kind of an extension of my drumming and this particular record had three or four concepts that I was really interested in. It’s kind of stylistically all over the place but there are rhythmic concepts grounded underneath the surface for me, all played on various percussion instruments.”

Uncut.co.uk: Tell us about those instruments. Some of them are pretty weird…

Glenn: “I’m more interested in using sounds like the almglocken and other instruments that I was exposed to in college and love. ‘Monkey Chant’ was based on a portion of the Ramayana – the epic Hindu story and was inspired by some of the original, field recordings of the vocal chant from the last century. I assigned different sounds to the characters from the story. I had this prepared snare drum that I’d developed years ago and this seemed like the perfect opportunity to utilise it. It has various springs, cables and sticks going through the actual snare drum head with contact mikes on the drums so the small, really unusual sounds get amplified and interact with the rest of the kick.”

Uncut.co.uk: How does working solo differ from working with Wilco?

Glenn: “Well, it’s all about rhythm and drumming. A solo record is a way for me to explore some of the loftier, more abstract concepts that I’m interested in. With Wilco, for me, the most important thing happening at any time are Jeff’s lyrics. It’s about conveying those lyrics, putting them in an interesting light. What I do in there is dictated by that and I don’t think it would be appropriate to necessarily do my rhythmic explorations over that, even though I have a great bit of leyway. They all provide a balance and it helps me grow as a musician. What I learn doing a solo show in a solo setting, I bring to Wilco.

Uncut.co.uk: Side projects such as Loose Fur, On Fillmore and Autumn Defence etc must help Wilco stay fresh as a band…

Glenn: “Exactly, I think it keeps us more focused when we come back to Wilco. Everything is done for the purpose of the better of the whole, instead of people trying to show off. Everyone has other outlets for expressing themselves, that’s one thing I love about Wilco. This month alone Mike played a solo show, Jeff played a solo show, I’ve been doing solo shows, Nels and Pat and John have their band, Autumn Defence, doing shows and that’s pretty cool. I think my band mates are incredibly talented and I really respect them. It’s so cool they’re able to do that.”

Uncut.co.uk: Is Wilco a democracy or is Jeff the leader?

Glenn: “It’s both. Jeff, he writes all the lyrics so there’s no question in my mind that he is the leader, he started this band. I’m one of the elder statesmen now at five and a half years, I’m not about to pretend that it’s my band when it already existed for years before, but when we’re actually making music together and are onstage it’s very collaborative. Jeff sometimes will come in with a finished song, but as the drummer what I get to do is always open to what I feel and like. Collectively where there is no idea so we just start playing in a room, it’s really a free situation. A lot of people on the outside tend to think Jeff’s, you know, a really strict, dictator type of guy trying to get his art across but its not like that.”

Uncut.co.uk: Tell us about Loose Fur – you’ve got an album coming out…?

Glenn: “Loose Fur is a side project in every aspect of the term. We’ve only played three shows in six years, this is our second record and it was recorded maybe over the course of nine months or a year, with the total amount of recording time being only a week and a half or two weeks. It’s a completely collaborative situation, everything on the record was written together and it’s a really nice progression from the first record. I met Jeff and got into Wilco through Jim, I played on Jim’s solo record, to be able to play with both of them is just something cool. I’m very happy to be able to make music with Jeff outside of Wilco where there’s maybe a little less pressure, a little less responsibility or expectation, where it’s a fun game. It’s three friends getting together and hanging out…”

Uncut.co.uk: What has been the highlight of your career so far?

Glenn: “The highlight, honestly, is the musical gratification I get from playing with these guys, making these records, and being able to grow as a musician. That’s the reason why we’re doing it, we don’t make a record to sell a million copies. I didn’t make ‘Mobile’ because I thought it was going to be a huge hit, I made it because it was something I felt I needed to express. As far as the more superficial aspects go I’ve been able to meet some of my heroes and I’ve got to play some amazing shows. When The Flaming Lips opened for us at Madison Square Gardens it was my birthday – we got handed our gold records that same day and then I had 11,000 people singing happy birthday to me. That would probably be close to the top. That night I felt like, OK, something’s going right. I felt very, very fortunate and that’s something I probably won’t forget soon.”

Uncut.co.uk: What does the future hold for you?

Glenn: “Well, I’m just going to talk in terms of music because the future is pretty bleak in the world if you ask me. Especially in the US government…but we won’t get to that (laughter). Wilco are recording a new album that’s quite different from the last record and will probably be out early next year. On Fillmore, are collaborating with Brazilian group Moreno+2/Domenico+2 (they go by both names), they’re brilliant musicians and we’re very excited about that. Solo, I’m looking forward to playing in different settings, letting people hear this music and gauging their reaction. If I have more nagging rhythmic questions I’d like to make another solo record but, for me, it’s pretty important to have a reason to do it. I feel really lucky to be musically satisfied in all these different projects so I’d love for all of them to continue. So far so good…!

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With his screenplay for John Hillcoat’s ‘The Proposition’, the internationally revered singer-songwriter Nick Cave has produced a richly crafted story of beauty, savagery and redemption. A bushranger western set in 1880s Australia, ‘The Proposition’ stars Guy Pearce and Danny Huston as Irish outlaw brothers caught up in a deadly Faustian pact with a British police captain and his wife, played by Ray Winstone and Emily Watson. In this Uncut.co.uk interview Nick Cave and John Hillcoat answer some questions on the movie. # How did you come to make a western set in the 19th century outback? Cave: “Johnny is a very good friend of mine. He came to me and said, ‘would you write a movie about bushrangers in Australia, a fictional story?’ It’s not something I'd do under my own steam, but it’s something I'd do for him. And three weeks later I sent it off. It took three weeks to write.” Hillcoat: “Nick and I have been collaborating on various things for a long time. I’ve always been obsessed about trying to do an Australian western with the ingredients of the Outback, conflict with Aboriginals, bushrangers, all those elements. I was developing the idea and Nick was on board to do the soundtrack. But the years went by and Nick got more and more frustrated with how long things were taking, so I asked if he wanted to give the screenplay a go. I did suspect, because of Nick’s narrative songwriting, where the characters are so vivid, that something really good would come out of it.” Cave: “For Johnny, Australia had its western story as well. It had its wild west, and that hadn’t been exploited cinematically at all. There weren’t genre films being made about that period unless they were biopics of famous Australians - the Ned Kelly story, the Mad Dog Morgan story or whatever. So this was a rich mine to plumb.” # Your intention was to make The Proposition a distinctly Australian story. What elements make it particularly Australian for you? Cave: “We didn’t want it to sound like an American western that had been dumped in Australia. There’s a certain incompetence that exists in the Australian character today, a real savagery and cruelty behind that kind of attitude. And the humour, which is as dry as the desert. That comes out of people being where they probably shouldn’t be. And certainly this film is about an isolated community, people struggling in a place where they really have no right to be.” Hillcoat: “At that time, it was the last frontier. They basically just went further and further into the desert, into the most inhospitable terrain.” Cave: “To me the major point was that it was so far out in inhospitable countryside. So Captain Stanley and his wife can’t go anywhere, they just had to stay there. The answer to Stanley’s problems, really, is to quit his job and go somewhere where he and his wife should be. He’d probably have quite a nice life. And the same goes for the other characters as well.” # How much historical research went into the film? Cave: “It’s hugely researched on Johnny’s part. From my point of view, not a hell of a lot of research, but I read a book about the Aboriginal situation because Johnny wanted a different take on the way Aboriginals are usually treated in Australian films. He wanted a different take to the liberal view that’s thrust upon the Aboriginals, where they just stood around and allowed themselves to be wiped out. The indigenous actors were really pleased to be in a film where they got an opportunity to fight back.” Hillcoat: “We wanted a kind of mythic and deliberately created fiction, not to be bogged down in a specific historical events, although I guess we were a bit like magpies where you just pick out the best bits to create a drama. This story really does run true to some sort of history.” # You shot The Proposition in the sweltering Queensland desert in high summer, and everyone in the cast seems to be covered in filth and flies. Was it as uncomfortable to shoot as it looks? Hillcoat: “Yes. The cast were completely shellshocked by the conditions, because they were wearing three layers of clothing and it was like 57 degrees Celsius. The hottest day actually was riding on the clay plane, which was like a reflector. I'm not exaggerating but the thermostat actually broke because it got so hot. It would have probably been close to 60 Celsius.” Cave: “You were the local joke really, because it kept sliding further into summer, and the locals were thinking it was going to be really funny watching these people try to make a movie under those conditions. Nobody could even open their mouth without a fly crawling into it.” Hillcoat: “The poor actors. Most of the crew had hats with nets, and the actors of course couldn’t do that, so everyone had a dose of swallowing flies. As soon as one is going down your throat, there’s a kind of gag reflex if you’re quick enough. So we were sharing the secrets of how to cope with swallowing flies, and there was also a horse lotion that we adapted. I kept saying ‘flies are our friends’, trying to encourage them to be part of the story. Which they ended up being.” # As well as writing the script to The Proposition you also composed the soundtrack with Warren Ellis. How was that different to writing and recording together in the Bad Seeds? Cave: “There is an enormous freedom when you have the themes given to you, so the writing of it is faster than a Bad Seeds record. What slows down the whole process of making a record is writing of songs, but if you’ve got the themes in front of you it’s just a matter of making some music that energises the film or adds a lyrical quality or whatever. Having said that, Warren had a massive input into the soundtrack, he played most of the stiff on it. A lot of the music came from ideas he did in his bedroom.” # There is extreme violence in The Proposition, but only in brief bursts. Was it a conscious decision to keep these incidents short, sharp and shocking? Cave: “There was certainly an attempt, from the start, to say this is going to be a violent film. You are to expect some violence. And I guess part of the exciting thing about writing this script, for me, was delaying those inevitable acts of violence for as long as we could get away with.” Hillcoat: “There was a conscious decision to try and be realistic, not gratuitous. I think it’s actually becoming more gratuitous, violence in mainstream films. We could have gone the Mel Gibson route – in fact, the more lucrative route. And because we were trying to show the harsh reality what was happening on the frontier, you can’t shy away from the fact that it was extremely violent.” Cave: “Some films these days make me sick, because they are basically just relentless body counts. I don’t think this is like that at all – there are genuinely sensitive moments, and an intelligence to the script and the dialogue. It is about an inhospitable environment. For the type of film it is and the period it’s set in, I personally found the violence quite restrained.” Hillcoat: “Also you see the consequences of the violence. In fact a lot of the story is about how it impacts on people’s lives as opposed to just the sensation of it. But there is always a sensation to violence, no matter how it’s represented.” Cave: “I actually have a problem with violence on the screen. A lot of it I find tiring and boring, almost as boring as sex on the screen. But an attempt was made here not to exhaust the audience through having to sit through some sort of horror show, blood and guts, for two hours. So the violent episodes are very necessary for the thrust of the story. They were really just punctuation points between a fairly meditative, slow kind of film.” # Queensland looks almost like another planet in The Proposition. Does that landscape have a different character to other parts of Australia? Cave: “There’s an extra bleakness to it in a way, but it’s very beautiful too. That was the real surprise to me, from seeing the thing on paper and then actually seeing the film. It is very faithful to the script on one level, but I wasn’t prepared for how beautiful the film actually looks. The way the landscape is described on paper was much more brutal and hard.” Hillcoat: “I think there was a real advantage, and a conscious decision on my part, to get an outside cinematographer with an outside perspective. The Outback has been photographed in a certain tradition, but Benoit Delhomme had a real fresh eye for it – he was very excited as well as being terrified by it, he was like a little child. But in the harshness there was this intense beauty as well.” # This is your third screen collaboration together after Ghosts… Of The Civil Dead and To Have And Have Not. Is there any connection between the three films? Cave: “I guess in all these films there is a sense that morality is a luxury that we can afford in less fraught times. In extreme situations and extreme environments, morality becomes a very grey issue.” Hillcoat: “There is a connection in that all three deal in extreme environments and characters under extreme conflict. I have to say I am most happy with The Proposition. I’ve got my reservations on all three but I'm most happy with this one.” Watch the trailer to 'The Proposition' via the link below. Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi

With his screenplay for John Hillcoat’s ‘The Proposition’, the internationally revered singer-songwriter Nick Cave has produced a richly crafted story of beauty, savagery and redemption. A bushranger western set in 1880s Australia, ‘The Proposition’ stars Guy Pearce and Danny Huston as Irish outlaw brothers caught up in a deadly Faustian pact with a British police captain and his wife, played by Ray Winstone and Emily Watson.

In this Uncut.co.uk interview Nick Cave and John Hillcoat answer some questions on the movie.

# How did you come to make a western set in the 19th century outback?

Cave: “Johnny is a very good friend of mine. He came to me and said, ‘would you write a movie about bushrangers in Australia, a fictional story?’ It’s not something I’d do under my own steam, but it’s something I’d do for him. And three weeks later I sent it off. It took three weeks to write.”

Hillcoat: “Nick and I have been collaborating on various things for a long time. I’ve always been obsessed about trying to do an Australian western with the ingredients of the Outback, conflict with Aboriginals, bushrangers, all those elements. I was developing the idea and Nick was on board to do the soundtrack. But the years went by and Nick got more and more frustrated with how long things were taking, so I asked if he wanted to give the screenplay a go. I did suspect, because of Nick’s narrative songwriting, where the characters are so vivid, that something really good would come out of it.”

Cave: “For Johnny, Australia had its western story as well. It had its wild west, and that hadn’t been exploited cinematically at all. There weren’t genre films being made about that period unless they were biopics of famous Australians – the Ned Kelly story, the Mad Dog Morgan story or whatever. So this was a rich mine to plumb.”

# Your intention was to make The Proposition a distinctly Australian story. What elements make it particularly Australian for you?

Cave: “We didn’t want it to sound like an American western that had been dumped in Australia. There’s a certain incompetence that exists in the Australian character today, a real savagery and cruelty behind that kind of attitude. And the humour, which is as dry as the desert. That comes out of people being where they probably shouldn’t be. And certainly this film is about an isolated community, people struggling in a place where they really have no right to be.”

Hillcoat: “At that time, it was the last frontier. They basically just went further and further into the desert, into the most inhospitable terrain.”

Cave: “To me the major point was that it was so far out in inhospitable countryside. So Captain Stanley and his wife can’t go anywhere, they just had to stay there. The answer to Stanley’s problems, really, is to quit his job and go somewhere where he and his wife should be. He’d probably have quite a nice life. And the same goes for the other characters as well.”

# How much historical research went into the film?

Cave: “It’s hugely researched on Johnny’s part. From my point of view, not a hell of a lot of research, but I read a book about the Aboriginal situation because Johnny wanted a different take on the way Aboriginals are usually treated in Australian films. He wanted a different take to the liberal view that’s thrust upon the Aboriginals, where they just stood around and allowed themselves to be wiped out. The indigenous actors were really pleased to be in a film where they got an opportunity to fight back.”

Hillcoat: “We wanted a kind of mythic and deliberately created fiction, not to be bogged down in a specific historical events, although I guess we were a bit like magpies where you just pick out the best bits to create a drama. This story really does run true to some sort of history.”

# You shot The Proposition in the sweltering Queensland desert in high summer, and everyone in the cast seems to be covered in filth and flies. Was it as uncomfortable to shoot as it looks?

Hillcoat: “Yes. The cast were completely shellshocked by the conditions, because they were wearing three layers of clothing and it was like 57 degrees Celsius. The hottest day actually was riding on the clay plane, which was like a reflector. I’m not exaggerating but the thermostat actually broke because it got so hot. It would have probably been close to 60 Celsius.”

Cave: “You were the local joke really, because it kept sliding further into summer, and the locals were thinking it was going to be really funny watching these people try to make a movie under those conditions. Nobody could even open their mouth without a fly crawling into it.”

Hillcoat: “The poor actors. Most of the crew had hats with nets, and the actors of course couldn’t do that, so everyone had a dose of swallowing flies. As soon as one is going down your throat, there’s a kind of gag reflex if you’re quick enough. So we were sharing the secrets of how to cope with swallowing flies, and there was also a horse lotion that we adapted. I kept saying ‘flies are our friends’, trying to encourage them to be part of the story. Which they ended up being.”

# As well as writing the script to The Proposition you also composed the soundtrack with Warren Ellis. How was that different to writing and recording together in the Bad Seeds?

Cave: “There is an enormous freedom when you have the themes given to you, so the writing of it is faster than a Bad Seeds record. What slows down the whole process of making a record is writing of songs, but if you’ve got the themes in front of you it’s just a matter of making some music that energises the film or adds a lyrical quality or whatever. Having said that, Warren had a massive input into the soundtrack, he played most of the stiff on it. A lot of the music came from ideas he did in his bedroom.”

# There is extreme violence in The Proposition, but only in brief bursts. Was it a conscious decision to keep these incidents short, sharp and shocking?

Cave: “There was certainly an attempt, from the start, to say this is going to be a violent film. You are to expect some violence. And I guess part of the exciting thing about writing this script, for me, was delaying those inevitable acts of violence for as long as we could get away with.”

Hillcoat: “There was a conscious decision to try and be realistic, not gratuitous. I think it’s actually becoming more gratuitous, violence in mainstream films. We could have gone the Mel Gibson route – in fact, the more lucrative route. And because we were trying to show the harsh reality what was happening on the frontier, you can’t shy away from the fact that it was extremely violent.”

Cave: “Some films these days make me sick, because they are basically just relentless body counts. I don’t think this is like that at all – there are genuinely sensitive moments, and an intelligence to the script and the dialogue. It is about an inhospitable environment. For the type of film it is and the period it’s set in, I personally found the violence quite restrained.”

Hillcoat: “Also you see the consequences of the violence. In fact a lot of the story is about how it impacts on people’s lives as opposed to just the sensation of it. But there is always a sensation to violence, no matter how it’s represented.”

Cave: “I actually have a problem with violence on the screen. A lot of it I find tiring and boring, almost as boring as sex on the screen. But an attempt was made here not to exhaust the audience through having to sit through some sort of horror show, blood and guts, for two hours. So the violent episodes are very necessary for the thrust of the story. They were really just punctuation points between a fairly meditative, slow kind of film.”

# Queensland looks almost like another planet in The Proposition. Does that landscape have a different character to other parts of Australia?

Cave: “There’s an extra bleakness to it in a way, but it’s very beautiful too. That was the real surprise to me, from seeing the thing on paper and then actually seeing the film. It is very faithful to the script on one level, but I wasn’t prepared for how beautiful the film actually looks. The way the landscape is described on paper was much more brutal and hard.”

Hillcoat: “I think there was a real advantage, and a conscious decision on my part, to get an outside cinematographer with an outside perspective. The Outback has been photographed in a certain tradition, but Benoit Delhomme had a real fresh eye for it – he was very excited as well as being terrified by it, he was like a little child. But in the harshness there was this intense beauty as well.”

# This is your third screen collaboration together after Ghosts… Of The Civil Dead and To Have And Have Not. Is there any connection between the three films?

Cave: “I guess in all these films there is a sense that morality is a luxury that we can afford in less fraught times. In extreme situations and extreme environments, morality becomes a very grey issue.”

Hillcoat: “There is a connection in that all three deal in extreme environments and characters under extreme conflict. I have to say I am most happy with The Proposition. I’ve got my reservations on all three but I’m most happy with this one.”

Watch the trailer to ‘The Proposition’ via the link below.

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British punk-rockers The Jam, alongside the likes of The Sex Pistols and The Clash, helped define their generation and to this day provide the blueprint for subsequent ones. Uncut.co.uk has got some of The Jam’s best, and most classic videos for you to view. Simply click on the links below. 'That's Entertainment' Real Media - lo / hi 'Going Underground' Real Media - lo / hi 'Start' Real Media - lo / hi 'A Town Called Malice' Real Media - lo / hi

British punk-rockers The Jam, alongside the likes of The Sex Pistols and The Clash, helped define their generation and to this day provide the blueprint for subsequent ones. Uncut.co.uk has got some of The Jam’s best, and most classic videos for you to view. Simply click on the links below.

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Neil Diamond releases his new album, '12 Songs' next week. Produced by Rick Rubin, '12 Songs' is Uncut's album of the month for February and finds Diamond in a more intimate, natural setting with Diamond on acoustic guitar, his voice recorded with the mic right up close. 'Responding to the intimacy of the settings, Diamond eschews bombast in favour of a melancholy that seems earned, even Dylanesque…' You can listen to '12 Songs' here in full, before it hits the shops. Simply click on the links below to listen. 'Oh Mary' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi 'Hell Yeah' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi 'Captain Of A Shipwreck' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi 'Evermore' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi 'Save Me A Saturday Night' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi 'Delirious Love' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi 'I'm On To You' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi 'What's It Gonna Be' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi 'Man Of God' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi 'Create Me' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi 'Face Me' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi 'We' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi

Neil Diamond releases his new album, ’12 Songs’ next week. Produced by Rick Rubin, ’12 Songs’ is Uncut’s album of the month for February and finds Diamond in a more intimate, natural setting with Diamond on acoustic guitar, his voice recorded with the mic right up close. ‘Responding to the intimacy of the settings, Diamond eschews bombast in favour of a melancholy that seems earned, even Dylanesque…’

You can listen to ’12 Songs’ here in full, before it hits the shops. Simply click on the links below to listen.

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Brit folk-pop queen Beth Orton returns this month with her fourth album, ‘Comfort of Strangers’. The 14-song long LP, described in the March edition of Uncut as ‘her most accomplished yet’, was recorded in two weeks with producer Jim O'Rourke and is released across the UK next week. You can hear the album, in full and exclusively on www.uncut.co.uk now. Simply click on the links below to listen. Track 1 - 'Worms' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi Track 2 - 'Countenance' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi Track 3 - 'Heartland Truckstop' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi Track 4 - 'Rectify' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi Track 5 - 'Comfort Of Strangers' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi Track 6 - 'Shadow Of A Doubt' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi Track 7 - 'Conceived' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi Track 8 - 'Absinthe' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi Track 9 - 'A Place Inside' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi Track 10 - 'Safe In Your Arms' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi Track 11 - 'Shopping Trolley' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi Track 12 - 'Feral Children' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi Track 13 - 'Heart Of Soul' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi Track 14 - 'Pieces Of Sky' Windows Media - lo / hi Real Media - lo / hi

Brit folk-pop queen Beth Orton returns this month with her fourth album, ‘Comfort of Strangers’. The 14-song long LP, described in the March edition of Uncut as ‘her most accomplished yet’, was recorded in two weeks with producer Jim O’Rourke and is released across the UK next week.

You can hear the album, in full and exclusively on www.uncut.co.uk now. Simply click on the links below to listen.

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Sundance Film Festival 2006

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1. The Science of Sleep After exorcising memories in Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind French video whizz Michel Gondry explores the dream-life of alter ego Gael Garcia Bernal. Wildly inventive and very funny, it’s the most original film of the year to date – and likely to stay that way. Charlotte Gainsbourg is the girl next door. 2. Neil Young: Heart of Gold Stop Making Sense director Jonathan Demme delivers another consummate concert movie with this simple, unadorned rendition of Neil Young’s Prairie Wind premiere performance at Nashville’s Ryman theatre last August. Plaintive and plangent songs of loss and love: this is what heartfelt means. 3. Thank You For Smoking Brazen, almost offensively self-assured black comedy based on Christopher Buckley’s novel. Aaron Eckhart reveals an unexpected light touch as Washington lobbyist Nick Naylor, a professional apologist for the tobacco industry and self-proclaimed “merchant of death”. Nick preaches the Americanism of amorality so persuasively he almost believes it himself. 4. Half Nelson Ryan Gosling wowed critics in The Believer a few years back, but he’s simply electrifying here as an inspiring, consciousness-raising history teacher in a black inner city school. The set up sounds like a groaner, but this teacher is also a major league screw up and a base head. Nuff said? 5. A Guide to Recognising Your Saints Dito Montiel’s fresh, fluent treatment of a highly familiar coming of age yarn purports to be autobiographical. Shia LaBoeuf is the New York teen who needs to get out of town to find himself. Sterling performances from Chazz Palminteri, Martin Compson and Robert Downey Jr earned a Grand Jury Prize for ensemble acting to go with Montiel’s nod for direction. 6. This Film is Not Yet Rated Admittedly Kirby Dick’s documentary about the backroom censorship exerted by the MPAA won’t surprise anyone who’s been paying attention (violence is cool, sex is the real threat to society) but the examples proffered by John Waters, Trey Stone, Kimberley Peirce et al are compelling, and Dick does us all the service of hiring a PI to find out who is really pulling the strings. 7. Off the Black You want to know about acting chops? Nick Nolte grabs this middling father and son drama by the scruff of its neck and shakes some life into it. Even the simple act of cracking open a bottle of beer comes off as a declaration of independence the way Nolte does it. For the rest, it’s uneven, but not without promise. 8. In Between Days Up close and personal, this intimate but never prurient snapshot of a Korean-Canadian teen preparing to go all the way with her boyfriend – if only he’d stop ogling other girls – is a poignant and honest slice of life. Newcomer Jiseon Kim is a marvel of expressive stoicism as Aimee. Her parents apparently worried that the movie might be a porno, and instructed her to lose weight. 9. Old Joy Will Oldham – Bonnie Prince Billy himself – distinguishes himself in this subtle, lovely two-hander set in the Cascade mountains in Oregon. Two old friends go camping looking for something of the bond they shared in their youth, but inevitably get lost on the way. Produced by Todd Haynes with a soundtrack by Yo La Tengo. 10. Glastonbury Hard not to feel a swell of national pride at the eccentric joie de vivre the annual mix of mud, pot and music inspires in so many thousands of hardy Brits. Julian Temple’s doc ensures that the crowds are the star of the show, sifting through three decades of home movie archives to celebrate hippies, anarchists, travelers and right charlies, though of course the pop stars get a look in too. Like Glastonbury itself, it’s exhausting, but exhilarating. By Tom Charity

1. The Science of Sleep

After exorcising memories in Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind French video whizz Michel Gondry explores the dream-life of alter ego Gael Garcia Bernal. Wildly inventive and very funny, it’s the most original film of the year to date – and likely to stay that way. Charlotte Gainsbourg is the girl next door.

2. Neil Young: Heart of Gold

Stop Making Sense director Jonathan Demme delivers another consummate concert movie with this simple, unadorned rendition of Neil Young’s Prairie Wind premiere performance at Nashville’s Ryman theatre last August. Plaintive and plangent songs of loss and love: this is what heartfelt means.

3. Thank You For Smoking

Brazen, almost offensively self-assured black comedy based on Christopher Buckley’s novel. Aaron Eckhart reveals an unexpected light touch as Washington lobbyist Nick Naylor, a professional apologist for the tobacco industry and self-proclaimed “merchant of death”. Nick preaches the Americanism of amorality so persuasively he almost believes it himself.

4. Half Nelson

Ryan Gosling wowed critics in The Believer a few years back, but he’s simply electrifying here as an inspiring, consciousness-raising history teacher in a black inner city school. The set up sounds like a groaner, but this teacher is also a major league screw up and a base head. Nuff said?

5. A Guide to Recognising Your Saints

Dito Montiel’s fresh, fluent treatment of a highly familiar coming of age yarn purports to be autobiographical. Shia LaBoeuf is the New York teen who needs to get out of town to find himself. Sterling performances from Chazz Palminteri, Martin Compson and Robert Downey Jr earned a Grand Jury Prize for ensemble acting to go with Montiel’s nod for direction.

6. This Film is Not Yet Rated

Admittedly Kirby Dick’s documentary about the backroom censorship exerted by the MPAA won’t surprise anyone who’s been paying attention (violence is cool, sex is the real threat to society) but the examples proffered by John Waters, Trey Stone, Kimberley Peirce et al are compelling, and Dick does us all the service of hiring a PI to find out who is really pulling the strings.

7. Off the Black

You want to know about acting chops? Nick Nolte grabs this middling father and son drama by the scruff of its neck and shakes some life into it. Even the simple act of cracking open a bottle of beer comes off as a declaration of independence the way Nolte does it. For the rest, it’s uneven, but not without promise.

8. In Between Days

Up close and personal, this intimate but never prurient snapshot of a Korean-Canadian teen preparing to go all the way with her boyfriend – if only he’d stop ogling other girls – is a poignant and honest slice of life. Newcomer Jiseon Kim is a marvel of expressive stoicism as Aimee. Her parents apparently worried that the movie might be a porno, and instructed her to lose weight.

9. Old Joy

Will Oldham – Bonnie Prince Billy himself – distinguishes himself in this subtle, lovely two-hander set in the Cascade mountains in Oregon. Two old friends go camping looking for something of the bond they shared in their youth, but inevitably get lost on the way. Produced by Todd Haynes with a soundtrack by Yo La Tengo.

10. Glastonbury

Hard not to feel a swell of national pride at the eccentric joie de vivre the annual mix of mud, pot and music inspires in so many thousands of hardy Brits. Julian Temple’s doc ensures that the crowds are the star of the show, sifting through three decades of home movie archives to celebrate hippies, anarchists, travelers and right charlies, though of course the pop stars get a look in too. Like Glastonbury itself, it’s exhausting, but exhilarating.

By Tom Charity

March Of The Penguins

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Luc Jacquet's mini-epic is being hugely hyped as The Little Movie That Could - a surprising, endearing and cuddly underdog triumph Stateside, which could prove a pre-Christmas smash here before Narnia and Kong come out. It's both sweet and powerful, but there's a debt to compatriot Jean-Jacques Annaud's similar animal studies The Bear and Two Brothers. It has more focus and artistry than 1996's Microcosmos, but, like even the best wildlife docs, its novelty flags gradually, and snow blindness sets in. In single file - that's the funny thing - thousands of emperor penguins leave home to breed, during the harsh, sub-zero Antarctic winter. No other species can handle such conditions. Avuncular Morgan Freeman narrates as they trek seventy miles across ice and snow so the females can lay eggs. The males are then left on sentry duty for two months while the females trudge back to the ocean to carbo-load. All this heroism, so that the next generation can shout, "I hate you! I didn't ask to be born!" Probably. Cute. By Chris Roberts

Luc Jacquet’s mini-epic is being hugely hyped as The Little Movie That Could – a surprising, endearing and cuddly underdog triumph Stateside, which could prove a pre-Christmas smash here before Narnia and Kong come out. It’s both sweet and powerful, but there’s a debt to compatriot Jean-Jacques Annaud’s similar animal studies The Bear and Two Brothers. It has more focus and artistry than 1996’s Microcosmos, but, like even the best wildlife docs, its novelty flags gradually, and snow blindness sets in.

In single file – that’s the funny thing – thousands of emperor penguins leave home to breed, during the harsh, sub-zero Antarctic winter. No other species can handle such conditions. Avuncular Morgan Freeman narrates as they trek seventy miles across ice and snow so the females can lay eggs. The males are then left on sentry duty for two months while the females trudge back to the ocean to carbo-load. All this heroism, so that the next generation can shout, “I hate you! I didn’t ask to be born!” Probably. Cute.

By Chris Roberts

Interview: James Schamus

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UNCUT: In terms of content, the film seems to mark yet another radical departure for you and Ang Lee. SCHAMUS: We're always learning, always trying to acquire new skills, choose new genres, take ourselves in new directions. I think we both feel that, if something's easy, if we know exactly how to d...

UNCUT: In terms of content, the film seems to mark yet another radical departure for you and Ang Lee.

SCHAMUS: We’re always learning, always trying to acquire new skills, choose new genres, take ourselves in new directions. I think we both feel that, if something’s easy, if we know exactly how to do it, then it’s probably not worth doing. Maybe because we’re both easily bored. But as quiet as he seems, Ang definitely has a fondness for danger — he’s the kind of guy who’s always first to try the new rollercoaster.

I’m struck by how there’s no snobbery in your choice of source material.

It’s all open to you, from high-end lit like Jane Austen and, to a lesser extent, Rick Moody, through to Marvel comic books…

We always say, the process of adaptation shouldn’t be one of fetishisation, that you can translate a novel or a story to the screen without necessarily enshrining it. I get a little exasperated with people who endlessly moralise about the sanctity of the original, as if the very process of adaptation is an act of violence committed upon the text. It’s a little like a bad marriage: they’re always harping on about issues of fidelity, without ever mentioning whether or not they’re actually in love.

How will it be received, do you think, out there in the sticks?

I honestly don’t know. The film is a kind of trade-off, in some ways, because it pretty much refuses the mantle of the traditional Western, while at the same time, wholeheartedly embracing the American West. But while I don’t want to undersell the film, or insist on its ridiculous frugality, we did make this epic by rubbing two nickels together. So if even a couple of ranchers in Butte, Montana wander into the cinema by mistake, we’ll be in profit.

Brokeback Mountain

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The latest film from director Ang Lee - "the gay western," as it's been more or less known since pre-production began - turns out to be something else: neither a queer film in the strict sense, nor a straight (no pun intended) genre piece. Rather, a nuanced and complex study of desire, loneliness and the ambiguities swirling beneath the accepted codes of rural life. And as such, one of the finest movies of the year. In Wyoming, two young cowboys, Jack (Gyllenhaal) and Ennis (Ledger), are thrown together, employed by rancher Joe Aguirre (Quaid) to run his large herd of sheep on Brokeback Mountain. But it's 1963, and the West is changing, and the two young men are beset by intimations that the world to which they've pledged allegiance is slipping away. They're each entranced, in their own way, by the myth of the Old West, and by its archetypes (their first sequence together, in which they smoke, brood and pose outside a dusty roadside office - all without so much as a single word of dialogue - is little short of masterful). They're also very different characters: Jack, lean, easygoing, loquacious; Ennis clenched, inarticulate, looking at times as though his inchoate emotions might spill over into violence - though directed against himself or another, who can say? Yet gradually a bond develops, and one night, ostensibly fuelled by whisky and boredom, their relationship turns sexual. Their mutual attraction, though, remains mysterious to themselves, at first something to be denied. ("You know I ain't queer," declares Ennis after their first night together; "Me neither," avows Jack.) Before long, they choose simply to carry on, barely speaking of what it is that has transformed them; such is the intensity of their desire, and so urgent is the need for secrecy, that neither seems able to fully process their feelings, much less discuss them. It's less dishonesty than a simple failure of nerve - one which only makes their eventual fates, all the more piercingly sad. Still, those first, urgent encounters leave a mark - tranforming their lives, and disfiguring the subsequent relationships they pursue with women. "That ol' Brokeback got us good," sighs Jack, years later. Awarded the Gold Lion at the Venice Film Festival (the second film rejected by Cannes, in successive years, to do so), it arrives at an interesting time for the Western. After a lengthy heyday at both ends of the bill, from John Ford and Anthony Mann headliners, to Budd Boetticher oaters, the genre entered its seventh decade back in the 1970s and, like many old men, grew ruminative, stubborn and occasionally downright ornery. The sad, savage bloodbaths of Peckinpah were one manifestation of this; the dusty parables of Sergio Leone, across the Atlantic, were another. Other genres continued to thrive: the gangster drama, the SF extravaganza. The Western declined. Nowadays, examples are far less common, and tend to arrive with an air of novelty, like a rodeo clown in a shopping mall - no matter whether they be classical in tone (Kevin Costner's beautiful, gravely underrated Open Range) or meta-textual and perverse (Thomas Vinterberg's appalling Dear Wendy). Like it or not, a western is an event now, meant to signify some notion of modern-day America's attitude to its heartlands, its history, or both. This one does: one of the few films to overtly interrogate (and subvert) the codes of masculine behaviour and society in the rural West. It's always been there, of course - look again at the stunningly homoerotic gunplay between Montgomery Clift and John Ireland in Hawks' Red River. Or Claude Atkins' distinctly epicine gang of "toughs" in Comanche Station. But these were implied, subtextual: symptomatic of a society that could not, at that time, acknowledge queer behaviour in any terms but the allusive or comic. The only wonder, really, is that it has taken so long. Credit is due here, and it must be evenly dispensed - not only to the leads (though both are excellent - and Ledger, in particular, a revelation), but also to screenwriters Larry McMurtry and Diana Ossana, whose adaptation of Annie Proulx's short story, orginally published in the New Yorker, retains its sense of baffled longing and erotic mystery. Lee, meanwhile, offers another installment in what must be one of the most versatile and consistently interesting careers around. He's no stylist, yet his unfussy, elegant direction is as confident, as apparently effortless, as any in contemporary cinema. And while the diversity of his settings (Nixon-era Connecticut, Regency England, Marvel-comics Americana), might frustrate would-be auteurists, his films are unified by a keen intelligence, an acute eye and a genuine fascination with different cultural values - all qualities shared by his collaborator, the producer (and Lee's frequent screenwriter) James Schamus. Together, they seem intent on singlehandedly restoring the term "journeyman director" - in recent decades, the domain of mere hacks - to the craftsman-like status it enjoyed in the Golden Age of Michael Curtiz and Mitchell Leisen. Not a gay movie, then. And not a genre movie. It's something else, wiser and more subtle, messy and unresolved in the way of real life, alert to the suddenness of desire - how it might surprise you, leave you breathless, lay you out cold - yet might not, finally, fatally, have the power to change you. A love story. Joanna Douglas

The latest film from director Ang Lee – “the gay western,” as it’s been more or less known since pre-production began – turns out to be something else: neither a queer film in the strict sense, nor a straight (no pun intended) genre piece. Rather, a nuanced and complex study of desire, loneliness and the ambiguities swirling beneath the accepted codes of rural life. And as such, one of the finest movies of the year.

In Wyoming, two young cowboys, Jack (Gyllenhaal) and Ennis (Ledger), are thrown together, employed by rancher Joe Aguirre (Quaid) to run his large herd of sheep on Brokeback Mountain. But it’s 1963, and the West is changing, and the two young men are beset by intimations that the world to which they’ve pledged allegiance is slipping away. They’re each entranced, in their own way, by the myth of the Old West, and by its archetypes (their first sequence together, in which they smoke, brood and pose outside a dusty roadside office – all without so much as a single word of dialogue – is little short of masterful). They’re also very different characters: Jack, lean, easygoing, loquacious; Ennis clenched, inarticulate, looking at times as though his inchoate emotions might spill over into violence – though directed against himself or another, who can say?

Yet gradually a bond develops, and one night, ostensibly fuelled by whisky and boredom, their relationship turns sexual. Their mutual attraction, though, remains mysterious to themselves, at first something to be denied. (“You know I ain’t queer,” declares Ennis after their first night together; “Me neither,” avows Jack.) Before long, they choose simply to carry on, barely speaking of what it is that has transformed them; such is the intensity of their desire, and so urgent is the need for secrecy, that neither seems able to fully process their feelings, much less discuss them. It’s less dishonesty than a simple failure of nerve – one which only makes their eventual fates, all the more piercingly sad.

Still, those first, urgent encounters leave a mark – tranforming their lives, and disfiguring the subsequent relationships they pursue with women. “That ol’ Brokeback got us good,” sighs Jack, years later.

Awarded the Gold Lion at the Venice Film Festival (the second film rejected by Cannes, in successive years, to do so), it arrives at an interesting time for the Western. After a lengthy heyday at both ends of the bill, from John Ford and Anthony Mann headliners, to Budd Boetticher oaters, the genre entered its seventh decade back in the 1970s and, like many old men, grew ruminative, stubborn and occasionally downright ornery. The sad, savage bloodbaths of Peckinpah were one manifestation of this; the dusty parables of Sergio Leone, across the Atlantic, were another. Other genres continued to thrive: the gangster drama, the SF extravaganza. The Western declined. Nowadays, examples are far less common, and tend to arrive with an air of novelty, like a rodeo clown in a shopping mall – no matter whether they be classical in tone (Kevin Costner’s beautiful, gravely underrated Open Range) or meta-textual and perverse (Thomas Vinterberg’s appalling Dear Wendy). Like it or not, a western is an event now, meant to signify some notion of modern-day America’s attitude to its heartlands, its history, or both.

This one does: one of the few films to overtly interrogate (and subvert) the codes of masculine behaviour and society in the rural West. It’s always been there, of course – look again at the stunningly homoerotic gunplay between Montgomery Clift and John Ireland in Hawks’ Red River. Or Claude Atkins’ distinctly epicine gang of “toughs” in Comanche Station. But these were implied, subtextual: symptomatic of a society that could not, at that time, acknowledge queer behaviour in any terms but the allusive or comic. The only wonder, really, is that it has taken so long.

Credit is due here, and it must be evenly dispensed – not only to the leads (though both are excellent – and Ledger, in particular, a revelation), but also to screenwriters Larry McMurtry and Diana Ossana, whose adaptation of Annie Proulx’s short story, orginally published in the New Yorker, retains its sense of baffled longing and erotic mystery. Lee, meanwhile, offers another installment in what must be one of the most versatile and consistently interesting careers around. He’s no stylist, yet his unfussy, elegant direction is as confident, as apparently effortless, as any in contemporary cinema. And while the diversity of his settings (Nixon-era Connecticut, Regency England, Marvel-comics Americana), might frustrate would-be auteurists, his films are unified by a keen intelligence, an acute eye and a genuine fascination with different cultural values – all qualities shared by his collaborator, the producer (and Lee’s frequent screenwriter) James Schamus. Together, they seem intent on singlehandedly restoring the term “journeyman director” – in recent decades, the domain of mere hacks – to the craftsman-like status it enjoyed in the Golden Age of Michael Curtiz and Mitchell Leisen.

Not a gay movie, then. And not a genre movie. It’s something else, wiser and more subtle, messy and unresolved in the way of real life, alert to the suddenness of desire – how it might surprise you, leave you breathless, lay you out cold – yet might not, finally, fatally, have the power to change you. A love story.

Joanna Douglas

Jarhead

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Anthony Swofford’s book Jarhead, an account of his time as a young Marine serving in the 1991 Gulf War, earned instant acclaim as a classic of first-person military narrative, and rightly so. American Beauty director Mendes’ film version is funny, sharp and brilliantly evokes and explains not just the culture of the US military, but the popular culture that informs it. Happily, Mendes and writer William Broyles Jr - himself a former Marine and Vietnam veteran - have tinkered little with Swofford’s vision, and the result is an exceptionally smart war movie, the more so for the relative absence of any war. Such, however, was Operation Desert Storm - not a war, as such, but an abrupt and peremptory ass-kicking, the equivalent of Real Madrid ruthlessly slotting home 47 goals against a team of cross-eyed five-year-olds. For ground soldiers like Swofford (a terrific Jake Gyllenhaal), there was very little of interest to do, either professionally or recreationally. As a result, much of Jarhead focuses on the workaday dynamics of military life, which are captured brilliantly: the crass, overt, slightly self-mocking Machismo which quickly becomes the default attitude; the inevitability with which any all-male environment, especially a uniformed all-male environment, turns inexorably, almost as a revolt against the absence of female company, into high camp; the in-jokes; the loneliness; the almost hysterically heightened sense of friendship. Most impressively, Mendes and Broyles have understood the bewilderment expressed by Swofford’s book: that even the military, a milieu in which death is a daily occupational hazard, is now hopelessly infested by post-modernism. One Marine complains, upon hearing The Doors booming from a nearby speaker, that they don’t even have their own songs for their own war. The single most telling and memorable scene boldly features another film entirely, as Swofford’s comrades rev themselves for battle by humming along to Wagner’s Ride Of The Valkyries at a morale-inflating screening of Apocalypse Now. By Andrew Mueller

Anthony Swofford’s book Jarhead, an account of his time as a young Marine serving in the 1991 Gulf War, earned instant acclaim as a classic of first-person military narrative, and rightly so. American Beauty director Mendes’ film version is funny, sharp and brilliantly evokes and explains not just the culture of the US military, but the popular culture that informs it. Happily, Mendes and writer William Broyles Jr – himself a former Marine and Vietnam veteran – have tinkered little with Swofford’s vision, and the result is an exceptionally smart war movie, the more so for the relative absence of any war.

Such, however, was Operation Desert Storm – not a war, as such, but an abrupt and peremptory ass-kicking, the equivalent of Real Madrid ruthlessly slotting home 47 goals against a team of cross-eyed five-year-olds. For ground soldiers like Swofford (a terrific Jake Gyllenhaal), there was very little of interest to do, either professionally or recreationally. As a result, much of Jarhead focuses on the workaday dynamics of military life, which are captured brilliantly: the crass, overt, slightly self-mocking

Machismo which quickly becomes the default attitude; the inevitability with which any all-male environment, especially a uniformed all-male environment, turns inexorably, almost as a revolt against the absence of female company, into high camp; the in-jokes; the loneliness; the almost hysterically heightened sense of friendship.

Most impressively, Mendes and Broyles have understood the bewilderment expressed by Swofford’s book: that even the military, a milieu in which death is a daily occupational hazard, is now hopelessly infested by post-modernism. One Marine complains, upon hearing The Doors booming from a nearby speaker, that they don’t even have their own songs for their own war. The single most telling and memorable scene boldly features another film entirely, as Swofford’s comrades rev themselves for battle by humming along to Wagner’s Ride Of The Valkyries at a morale-inflating screening of Apocalypse Now.

By Andrew Mueller

King Kong

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Well, yes and no. Jackson is undoubtedly a cinematic visionary who more than deserved his armload of Oscars for The Return of the King. The lessons he and his WETA digital effects team learned on Middle-Earth are used to astounding effect here. In the main, the visual effects piss all over anything that Lucasfilm have ever come up with. Three key sequences - Kong versus a gang of bloodthirsty tyrannosaurs, Kong at large in depression-era New York and Kong scaling the Empire State Building - are nothing short of breathtaking, and (in the case of Kong romping through a frozen Central Park) sometimes even beautiful. Sadly, no matter how inventive Jackson's box of tricks is, he can't disguise the fact that this movie is an overlong, steroid-laced remake of a bank holiday classic that just about everyone's seen already. Nowhere near the triumph that the audacious Rings trilogy was - what could be? - this King Kong is nicely played, entertaining, creatively empty and ultimately rather pointless. By Andrew Sumner

Well, yes and no.

Jackson is undoubtedly a cinematic visionary who more than deserved his armload of Oscars for The Return of the King. The lessons he and his WETA digital effects team learned on Middle-Earth are used to astounding effect here. In the main, the visual effects piss all over anything that Lucasfilm have ever come up with. Three key sequences – Kong versus a gang of bloodthirsty tyrannosaurs, Kong at large in depression-era New York and Kong scaling the Empire State Building – are nothing short of breathtaking, and (in the case of Kong romping through a frozen Central Park) sometimes even beautiful.

Sadly, no matter how inventive Jackson’s box of tricks is, he can’t disguise the fact that this movie is an overlong, steroid-laced remake of a bank holiday classic that just about everyone’s seen already. Nowhere near the triumph that the audacious Rings trilogy was – what could be? – this King Kong is nicely played, entertaining, creatively empty and ultimately rather pointless.

By Andrew Sumner