The USA Film Festival kicks off today at the Angelika Film Center, though I'll still have to refer you to our April 14 item if you're in need of a full schedule -- the official Web site's still not, well, working at the moment. And, as I noted two weeks back, the honorees are the fest's highlights: M. Emmett Walsh, Ray Liotta, Brian Cox, Juanita Moore and, sure, Paul Williams. But locals will take particular note of tomorrow night's screening of Joseph F. Alexandre's Warriors of the Discotheque: The Starck Club Documentary, making its bow as a 17-minute work-in-progress featuring the likes of Luis Barajas (Detour mag founder and, full disclosure, my boss during the summer of 1988), artist-in-residence Michael Moore and architecture prof Mina Chow spinning tales of drugs and sex amidst the starck Starck surroundings.
Jeff Liles covered much the same territory -- with several more folks contributing -- in his Echos and Reverberations column on the Starck last month. And this morning, I found this Web site loaded with photos and foggy memories of the dance club. But, after the jump, you'll find 5:40 of the 17 minutes screening at the film fest. Worth a peek, if only to jar loose some memories you might have left on the bathroom floor in '84.
Apparently Starck was an awesome club. I doubt a short film could cover it. The Big Guy is right, but still...
http://www.discomusic.com/clubs-more/3437_0_6_0_/
I hope this film is more than just an hour and half of former waiters with receding hairlines telling war stories. These guys are gonna need about 100 hours of really decent b roll footage to make this even remotely interesting.
And is it even worth doing if you don't speak with Phillipe Starck on camera?
Wow, Randolph Mantooth used to hang out at the Starck Club? I loved him on Emergency!
Well, it's 12 minutes longer ...
Is the other 12 minutes any better?
Personally, nr the Starck. Always care however for anything the wildly original and introspective poet Jeff Liles pens.
The Starck was an original �hip� moment in time in Dallas but it always felt like a NY wannabe to me. And the chichi-ness (and as Liles so brilliantly put, 'Cocaine Republicans) quickly sent me packing for darker venues.
It'll be interesting to see this docu. But the best 80s gig to me was later, Gennaro's on Live Oak and Skillman. No less than Monica's in the 90s or Lee Harvey's now, a moment in time / an out of time sequence where memories (and opinions) are formed.
The Big Guy would like to point out to all the upcoming commenters, much like the 40,000 who claim to have been at Wilt Chamberlain's 100 point game, most of you who claim to have been at the drug bust at TSC, were in fact not there.
The Big Guy thinks that club never really fit here in Dallas, because it was wayyyyy too cool for the locals