Rooftop Films: The Pleasure of Being Robbed (Event Over)
- When:Fri 9/19/08 (8PM)
- Where: Open Road Rooftop
- Address: 350 Grand Street @ Essex in Manhattan New York, NY Map
- Cost: $9.00
Tickets for this Event
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General Admission - $9.00
No refunds. In the event of rain, show will be held indoors at the same location. Seating is first come, first served. There is a limited amount of physical seats. This means you may not get a chair. You are welcome to bring blankets and "picnic." However, absolutely NO ALCOHOL is allowed on the premises.
Friday, September 19, 2008
The Pleasure of Being Robbed
A curious and lost Eleonore looks for something everywhere, even in
the bags of strangers who find themselves sadly smiling only after
she's left their lives.
Venue: On the roof of the
Open Road Rooftop
Address: 350 Grand Street @ Essex (Lower East Side, Manhattan)
Directions: F/J/M/Z to Essex / Delancey
Rain: In the event of rain the show will be held indoors at the same
location
8:30PM:
Sound Fix presents live music
9:00PM: Films
11:00 PM: After Party--Open Bar at Fontana’s (105 Eldridge St @ Grand)
Courtesy of Radeberger Pilsner
Admission: $9 on
http://going.com
Preview: See short films from this and other programs at
www.IFC.com
Presented in partnership with:
IFC Films,
The Independent Feature Project,
IFC.com,
New York magazine,
Open Road New York and
New Design High School
PROGRAM NOTES:
The Pleasure of Being Robbed (Josh Safdie | New York, NY | 1:11:00)
The pleasure of The Pleasure of Being Robbed is the joy of
discovering a bag full of kittens (and watching them playfully flip
through the air); the bliss of an unexpected overnight road trip
with a friend; the warmth of a frolic with a polar bear. Josh
Safdie's film is filled with a carefree awkwardness, a lightness of
touch with melancholy and humor, and a whole host of unexpected
stolen delights. Rooftop screened Safdie's short film The Back of
Her Head in August of 2007, and selections from Red Bucket Films'
Buttons on June 27 and August 2, 2008; his debut feature carries
the emotions, ideas and spirit of his short films to a brilliant
pinnacle.
The film follows a young lady (co-writer Eleonore Hendricks) as she
drifts through life with the naïve charm of curious puppy, who
takes whatever she wants, and with the detachment of an adorable
kitten, who cares not a fig what you think of her. But Eleonore is
neither greedy nor simple. She is constantly stealing, but does so
exuding a joy in sharing objects, stories, lives. She steals with a
hug, with a shared joke, with a helping hand. The real world does
intrude on her beatific kleptomania, and one doesn't get the sense
that people always understand and appreciate what she does, but as
Safdie says, the people from whom she steals "owe her their
thanks." Safdie, who also gives a delightfully quirky performance
in the film, compares the feeling he got as a kid when he would
steal to that of being in love, and being compelled to do
irrational, illicit things for your lover.
Amazingly, the film itself was somewhat stolen. The filmmakers were
commissioned to make a commercial, but instead used the equipment
to make this gorgeous film, reminiscent of the best of the
free-wheeling late-60s / early-70s American cinema. And like those
films, the power of Pleasure doesn't come from a tightly twisting
plot or singularly-focused characters. The film's drama flips from
moment to moment, as Eleonore's interactions dash from ping-pong
players to bar-hoppers to police officers, each interaction
providing its own arc of anticipation and transformation in
consistently unexpected ways. Although no one scene has the feeling
of a climax, where everything is on the line, the entire film has
the carnival-esque tension of a circus act, where at any moment the
easy-going juggling and balancing and dancing with bears could come
crashing down.
It's tempting to psychoanalyze Eleonore's character, to attempt to
explain her compulsions by way of a mental disorder. Her
performance has enough nuance—from giddy exuberance to bitter
frustration to dreamy abandon—that the material is there for
a diagnosis. But one of the great liberating thrills of The
Pleasure of Being Robbed is the sense of weightlessness displayed
by the main characters themselves—the willingness to drift
from bicycle to stolen car, from New York to Boston—without
clear motivations. That Josh takes Eleonore to a bed where he has
rigged the sheets to fly away on a pulley is an apt metaphor for
the fluttering nature of their flirtation. "If mental illness is
doing whatever you want all the time," Safdie said, "then yes, I'll
celebrate that."
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The filmmakers and cast will be in attendance.
See the film again, and tell your friends to go: The Pleasure of
Being Robbed plays the IFC Center starting at the end of September.



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