I spotted a flyer for this film tacked up on a rotting bulletin board at the mouth of University Place yesterday morning and fruitlessly looked around for someone high-five with. Being that I'm somewhat preoccupied by a borderline-unhealthy fascination with New York City's storied and largely vanished musical/bohemian subculture -- and specifically the period after the seminal but over-documented CBGB heyday of Patti Smith and my beloved Ramones -- I was hugely excited to finally see what I hope is an authoritative handling of the fabled "No Wave" scene and its equally difficult, skronky offspring. The film itself doesn't open until tomorrow, so fingers crossed. To find out more about "Kill Your Idols," please click here.
And speaking of CBGB's, please do check out my comrade, Chris Harris' reporting on the club's last gasp here in New York City. The clock is ticking.
In the same vein, film-wise, I'd also heartiy recommend "Downtown `81," "Basquiat," "Smithereens," my all time favorite, "After Hours" (much more about that soon) and -- hell, why not? -- even "Desperately Seeking Susan" paints a picture of since-forgotten downtown Manhattan. There are others, of course, but these few are my faves. Lastly, for a slightly heavy-handed but endearingly thorough assessment on the No Wave scene, seek out Bernard Gendron's "Between Montmartre and the Mudd Club: Popular Music and the Avant-Garde."