Screened as part of NZIFF 2015

A Poem Is a Naked Person 2015

Directed by Les Blank Music

Completed in 1974 and withheld from exhibition until now, Les Blank’s legendary documentary about musician Leon Russell mixes live and studio performances into an amazing time capsule from the heart of 70s rock.

Jul 26

Rialto Cinemas Newmarket

Jul 30

Rialto Cinemas Newmarket

Aug 01

SkyCity Theatre

USA In English
90 minutes Blu-ray

Director, Photography, Editor

Producers

Leon Russell
,
Denny Cordell

Sound

Maureen Gosling

Music

Leon Russell

With

Leon Russell
,
George Jones
,
Willie Nelson
,
Jim Franklin
,
Eric Anderson
,
David Briggs
,
Patrick Henderson
,
Ambrose Campbell
,
Don Preston
,
Malissa Bates

Festivals

SXSW 2015

Pianist, producer, songwriter (‘Delta Lady’, ‘Song for You’) and singer Leon Russell was a Wrecking Crew session player (see The Wrecking Crew) who shot to fame when he appeared in the Joe Cocker concert film Mad Dogs and Englishmen in 1970. A blond, long-haired music professional from Oklahoma, his piano style fused boogie, blues and country to vamp up Cocker’s full-out rock revue style. He was an unlikely subject for folk-arts laureate Les Blank, but that’s who Russell chose to make this film portrait. Though the film Blank delivered in 1974 contains storming performances from Russell, along with appearances from a young Willie Nelson and a drop-dead rendition of ‘Take Me’ from George Jones, it’s as engagingly distracted by peripheral action and personalities as any Blank film. Russell opted not to release it. Blank’s son Harrod has at last cleared the rights and worked with the Criterion Collection to produce this beautiful HD transfer.

“One of the greatest rock documentaries I’ve ever seen, as eloquent an evocation of the reality-distortion field around rock stars as D.A. Pennebaker’s Don’t Look Back or Robert Frank’s Cocksucker Blues, but funnier and stranger than either. You can see why Russell wasn’t sure what to do with this movie; Blank doesn’t even pretend to be interested in explaining Russell to the world, and seems vaguely horrified by the whole shrieking freak-show gestalt of the live rock-music experience… But in skirting its actual subject, the movie becomes a fascinating time capsule of its moment.” — Alex Pappademas, Grantland