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I just fell in love with Bill Cunningham after watching the 2010 documentary, (trailer left) about his life. Bill Cunningham began his career as a millinery however his journey got cut short when he was drafted for the army. When he came back his journey continued and he became seduce by the trends in fashion on the streets of New York. As the documentary glides through its two hours, it becomes apparent just how amazing this man is. While Cunningham-who still shoots in film - worked for his first magazine, Details, he refused to take money as he said " Don't let them own you, thats the important thing, never be own. Money is the cheapest thing, freedom, liberty is expansive."
While watching it my heart beated with excitement, I cried and laughed as the camera crew followed this unassuming legend around New York. There's a brief clip in the documentary, where Cunningham's in Paris outside of a fashion show attempting to show his press pass to the uninterested lady on the door. When a man from inside the show sees him and pulls him in saying to the lady "this is the most important man on the planet let him in." the lady is left with an embarrassed smile on her face as she makes way for the elderly photographer. One of the narratives running through the film is the immanent move he has to make from his very modest appartment in carnegie hall. We meet his neighbour and fellow photographer, Editta Sherman. An 96 year old eccentric, self-confessed legend who ask the camera crew "why aren't you making a film about me?" I loved her! but even more I loved watching a man who spent his life living for his passion, I'm tempted to watch it again but should leave the house today. Must watch!
On Friday night I went to see a new independent film called Northern Soul, directed by photographer Elaine Constantine the film is centred around a young outsider who is introduced to this new music/dance craze in the north of England and in turn finds himself. Constantine did a great job of creating the care free euphoria of living for a music scene. I walked away feeling so uplifted by the narrative and also was left with a reminiscent feeling for my own experience of club culture in the 90s to the backdrop of different music however with very similar experiences. The friend I went to see it with spoke about feeling like we were watching a cult classic and I must say that was the first time I've been in a cinema and the credits rolled to a round of applause. Below is the tralier and a documentary about the movement both very entertaining: