In the wake of the NSA surveillance scandal a lot of my friends keep asking how I get around the walls and watchers that the internet has installed all around us in Web 2.0 land. There are no surefire ways to be completely anonymous, and most of the time I’m not, but there are definitely ways to mediate who knows what about your personal preferences and search habits. Here is a comprehensive guide to bypassing the people who want to watch you.
A treatise on the state of the coastal culture rivalries after a few trips back and forth these last few years. I’m going to get it for this one.
The Brooklyn Filmmaker’s Collective, or BFC, was founded by filmmakers Landon Van Soest and Jeremy Levine. It’s now a five-year-old informal but tightly knit group of about fifty local filmmakers who meet weekly to critique work that they have total creative control over.
“There’s a search box and they own it and we put our dreams in it and they eat them,” said Columbia Law professor Eben Moglen in a lecture called “Freedom of Thought Requires Free Media” at the 2012 re:publica conference in Berlin. His was not a new revelation, even then.
Kim and Thurston were role models for working in a creative partnership. We thought we could trust these over-30s to model a lifestyle we could get into, one that would veer away from such clichés as the midlife crisis affair. So, what now?
This savvy bunch of at once traditional and totally unconventional writers and performers will inhabit the Standard ToyKraft space in Williamsburg through May 18 with their latest production.
The SXSW film premiere of The Punk Singer, a documentary on the life of Kathleen Hanna, happened in Austin, Texas last week. The documentary on the Bikini Kill, Le Tigre and The Julie Ruin singer and longtime activist, artist and de facto leader of the 90s feminist movement riot grrrl, Kathleen, along with producer Tamra Davis and director Sini Anderson answered questions in a DIY media blitz down south. Special guest appearance by Amanda Palmer.
I arrived at ABC No Rio on a recent Saturday, sixteen years after my first matinee for a record release party celebrating the local lady band Claire’s Diary. It was the first time it really sunk in how far things had come.
It’s not a festival, but a “film challenge that brings communities closer together by inviting filmmakers of all levels to create short narrative or documentary videos of their block using only their block’s residents as cast and crew.”
An interesting short film came through our inbox this morning that we felt compelled to share in relation to our past series on food and environmental issues in Brooklyn. Here it is: the real life stories of New York City dumpster divers.