by Rhett Jones on July 25, 2016
Johnny Mnemonic should have been good. A pre-Matrix Keanu starring in a cyberpunk thriller written by William Gibson had so much potential, but the whole thing just sucked. In the midst of the bad dialogue, terrible acting and nonsensical plot, the single saving grace was the virtual reality sequences by the German artist Brummbaer.
Brummbaer is a pretty fascinating guy who started out in the druggy-political scene of underground comics in the sixties and was an early publisher of R. Crumb. In the Eighties, he became a dedicated digital artist who pioneered the fractally-generated, magic-eye-ish art that we associate with the early internet.
While my heart will always remain with Hackers (a film that came out the same year as Johnny Mnemonic) when it comes to cheesy hacking visualization, we must give credit where credit is due. Brummbaer’s aesthetic was essential.
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by Rhett Jones on July 25, 2016
Politics, politics, politics. Practically every event we have this week has some sort of political edge. From a video art retrospective dedicated to the political conventions of 1972 to Martha Wilson invading the persona of Trump, the campaign season is infiltrating the exhibition space.
Take a break from being yelled at on Facebook by someone you’ve only met once and hit the gallery. People will surely be more open to a dialogue when they can’t just click unfollow. Right? Right???
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