My humble home is filled with art by people I know - family, friends and by things we like. We see something in a gallery or a thrift store, and it moves us. We want it. But the art world is also big business. Huge business. And an artist has to deal with agents, galleries, critics, etc. You make art that matters to you and then you hope other people get it, like it and want to own it. Very tough living, but if you’re an artist, you have no choice but to do it.
Velvet Buzzsaw is about that world. Or, at least, a super exaggerated satirical view of that world. And I can appreciate that - but it also feels like low hanging fruit. Not one character in the film, not one, is likable. They’re all pretentious jerks who deserve whatever might be coming at them. That sort of kills it for me. We, as an audience, want to like someone we’re watching. Someone we can hang onto and root for. Not in this movie.
Then, when it gets into horror territory, it completely loses steam. As all fans of horror know, you can get as wild and crazy as you want, but you’ve got to stick to the rules that you make in the script. If you don’t do that, nothing is scary and we as horror fans will pick it apart clean. And that’s what Kathy, Burk, myself and special guest star Chad Robertson - an acclaimed LA artist (and Kathy’s husband) do on this Cinemondo Podcast episode. We run the movie through the paces, and it takes some lumps.
We stood back with our chins resting on our hands, tilted our heads, and let the piece wash over us. Then we let people know what we think. That’s appreciation of art.