According to a post first seen last night on The Intertia and this afternoon being reported everywhere, the filmmaker who gave us Endless Summer and the motocross flick On Any Sunday has died. I met Bruce Brown at the Action Sports Retailer show in San Diego in 1994 and talked to him, surprised by how down-to-earth he was compared to all the other industry moguls and surf stars with their millionaire cover model ‘tudes that were at the convention center that day. We spoke for a while and he signed an original Endless Summer poster for me. Then pioneer Hawaii big wave surfer Greg Noll walked up and terrified him with a friendly laughing and unexpected bear hug that looked like he’d get crushed by. Bruce Brown was really skinny, maybe 57 years-old at the time, while Noll was in the same age group but maybe between 250 to 300 pounds and beefy. Brown said afterwards, “I need to hang a sign around my neck that says, ‘Do not hug’.” Lol
Legendary Filmmaker Bruce Brown (December 1, 1937 – December 10, 2017)Legendary Filmmaker Bruce Brown (December 1, 1937 – December 10, 2017)Legendary Filmmaker Bruce Brown (December 1, 1937 – December 10, 2017)
Hannah Haddix, in the back of the Reviewervan preparing to go into a Victoria’s Secret for a shoot.[Alternative Education]
Magic Mystic Maiden
sex magic instruction along the coast highway
“There is no art without magic, and there is no magic without art.”
story and Reviewer TV video by Reviewer Rob
As you may know by now, dear reader, I have a thing for shooting art nude photos and video. The females that model for these are by definition exceptional but sometimes you meet one that distinguishes herself from the rest. Hannah Haddix is one such distinguished woman.
I had originally come to know of this art model and performance artist from her work as a magus in the Coyotel Church, a Seattle religious organization that she describes unashamedly as a “cult” and because she was posting nude art photos of herself on Facebook of all places from rituals in this cult.
Sometimes you meet an art model who is more than a pretty face and body. You find out they know some interesting things that you don’t. This woman is such a unique figure.
Hannah is actually quite a teacher-type and was very generous with her knowledge of “sex magic” (sex magyk?) and while driving on the Pacific Coast Highway through Los Angeles County from Malibu to Santa Monica between art-video shoots she was willing to describe the proper ceremony ritual technique for Reviewer TV (i.e. my camera).
Watch the videos and learn something, and if you want to see more of Hannah you can catch her on Facebook or at her new website, hannahhaddix.com.
Lisa Carver’s Resurrected Seminal Band Needed A Ride
to L.A., so what else could a man do but volunteer?
by Reviewer Rob
[9/4/16 No idea why this post was on Private for this past month. I must have forgotten to finish writing it and then publish it as Public after starting the post. Anyways, here it is…]
Here’s some videos from the LA roadtrip with the charming ladies of Suckdog last month.
Lisa Carver and her band SUCKDOG in the Reviewervan on their way to the City of Angels to do a show. Click the links at the bottom this post for the videos.
Part 1 of 2:
Part 2 of 2, the Grande Finale’:
The cellphone Car Seat Theater interview with the band on the drive up earlier that day:
Lisa Carver as “The Dying Mother” with Suckdog at Low Gallery in San Diego, July 2016
Reviewer Rob
When Lisa Carver brought her Suckdog show to town last month I was ambivalent about attending but still probably would have gotten out to see it. Then I got (willingly) roped into driving her and her four-woman band up to L.A. the day after it so that made it required I show up. I took full advantage of the event and recorded Reviewer TV videos and shot photos of the Alternative-Popculture Star because few can argue she is anything but newsworthy. She may not be the Queen Of The Underground as some have accused her but she’s certainly the Dancing Queen.
While waiting outside Low Gallery for the doors to open (I found out later after calling Megan that the entrance was out back in the alley) I set my D5200 on one of its higher ISO setting of 6400 to shoot some photos of the neighborhood in the after-sunset streetlamp light of Barrio Logan with the Coronado Bridge in the background. Then when the show was going to start I began shooting crowd shots of the ten or so spectators that arrived to watch, keeping the settings the same. The idea was to use the camera mounted flash as little as possible so as not to distract the performers or the audience. I ended up using the flash a lot anyways but kept the speed fast. So the two pics below are a bit grainy but I fixed them and to some extent removed noise in Photoshop.
I had the camera-mounted tilt-flash on soft and in these vertical photos as in all of them I angled it towards the roof and used my cupped left hand as a block/reflector held above it to bounce some diffused light towards the subject.
I plan to begin setting up the GPS location info on my cameras because it looks like that’s been left out for some reason.
Both photos below were shot one after the other and were both vertical and full length but the one on top has been enlarged and cropped to reveal detail.
They were shot in quick succession with no adjustment and here’s the recorded image data taken from the bottom full-length photo:
Nikon D5200
Tamron SP AF 10-24mm F3.5-4.5 Di LD Aspherical IF B001N
at focal length 24mm (in 35mm: 24mm)
1/100 sec; f/4.5; ISO 6400; Manual; Pattern metering
Flash: Fired, Strobe return light not detected, Compulrsory flash firing, Flash function present, No red-eye reduction
Lisa carver as “The Dying Mother”, crop edit. Photo by ReviewerPhoto.com.Getting ready to start the show, Lisa Carver seated in position, holding the mic like it’s the handle of a bullwhip or something. Photo by ReviewerPhoto.com.
Two Cellphone Videos From Pioneertown’s Epic ‘Burrito-Biker Bar’
by Reviewer Rob
Pioneertwon, California, is a unique place. Founded in 1946 by Hollywood actors like Roy Rogers and Tom Mix and intended to be a working film set that recreates an authentic 1880’s Western frontier town, it has a community that has built up around it of citizens that are arty creative types and who call it home 365 days a year. There’s also a nice music venue called Pappy & Harriet’s you can’t forget to visit if you’re ever in this rustic corner of the high desert.
Here’s a couple of quick handheld cellphone videos I shot when I went there for the first time last month.
Juli Crockett of the Evangenitals talks to Reviewer TV about how she inspired an Academy Award Winning motion picture script:
The God Bless Tiny Tim record was in my childhood pantheon of records. (Along with Gift from a Flower to a Garden, and Pirates of the Caribbean.) I met him in the airport on my way to Colorado from NYC when I was 23.
We became fast friends because we knew all the same 20’s 78 Victrola record songs. He kept buying me more red wine on the plane and we laughed it up while singing.
Everyone loved Tiny and asked him for autographs and asked me if I was the next Miss Vicky. “She’s Miss Dame Darcy” he corrected them, it was great having 2 (count em!) titles!
Well I let him touch my leg for a minute… let the guy have his thrills, I figured.
For being a dirty old man Tiny was the cleanest man in show biz. He took 15 showers a day and used a bathtub full of lotion afterwards (this is what he said… I didn’t experience that part).
We also had the same red rosary also he always carried hand sanitizer which he used every few minutes.
His hair was dyed purple at the time, and his agent called me and asked if I would like to donate comics for Tiny Tim fan club magazine.
Anything for Tiny. 🙂
A few months later He asked me to perform with him in Spooky World near Boston.
Elvira would also be there, as well as a chicken coop full of bats. 🙂
I practiced some of the 20’s songs we both knew with him on banjo, but he had a jealous guitar lady who kept knocking on the door and interrupting the practice (as seen in this clip) and she demanded that I not upstage her and play banjo, so this dumb harmony and little moment is all we have left.
I didn’t know how to highlight my hair or pluck my eyebrows at the time as you can see.
When Tiny died in 1996 I was so sad. It was an amazing magical blessing to even have known him in the first place.
I think he went to the place where he sings about in “Strawberry Tea” which has diamond skies and butterflies and a never ending tune.
When I die, I hope to join you there Tiny and sip strawberry tea, reading…
Tiny Tim and Dame Darcy performing together. (Screen shot from the Youtube video clip)
So I saw The Revenant tonight. I had to go to a later show than I’d planned on because when I got there for the 7:15 p.m. show at AMC Fashion Valley it was sold out. This movie is going to gross high.
And speaking of gross: it’s a doozy that tried to be real a gut buster. Director Alejandro González Iñárritu did a yeoman’s job to get a viseral reaction from the audience with everything from bloody fight scenes and animals being slaughtered, to a castration and a horse disembowelment. Cinematography by Emmanuel Lubezki was exceptional in its use of natural light. It added beauty while the action was high and carried the film well. But in the end the story by Michael Punke was lacking. I was tempted to leave at one point but realized I hadn’t yet caught the scene where DiCaprio rides a horse off a cliff, made famous by the Youtube commercials. So I stuck around till the end.
The Revenant was ‘inspired’ by the true story of mountainman Hugh Glass but strayed so many times in so basic a sense as to be a ripoff of history. Then, seriously, it ended with a long closeup of DiCaprio’s face after he hobbles up one last hill, only to see the ghost of his woman walk away.
This movie would have been a lot more entertaining were it an artfully done reenactment of the real story of Hugh Glass with a big name star. There was no lack of drama there.
Heart Of The Sea, big screen movie in 3D, directed by Ron Howard. I love movies based on real events, and this is a great movie, with maybe instant classic status. But it could have been more specific about the cannibalism the survivors of the 1820 New England whaling ship Essex endured to stay alive while adrift after their 87-foot ship is “stove in” and sank by a huge white sperm whale of roughly equal length. If it’s historical fact then it wouldn’t be too much to ask to show them slaughtering a corpse or two, would it? There were other parts that went by too fast as well, two being the tension of the class friction between the captain and first mate. Also the storm scene when they first leave port. One minute they’re arguing among themselves then clouds gather then they almost sink and then boom it’s over. Oh, what? But I liked the way the writer Herman Melville is portrayed as a tortured artist in search of inspiration because he feels like time is running out for him to write a work worthy of the ages. I don’t know if that’s really how he felt but we do know he went on to write Moby Dick. His story was powered by something somewhere. This was my first movie viewed in a theater in 3D and I found the attempt at an increased depth perception to be a bit distracting. Next time I’ll watch it the traditional way.
A whale of a tale, In The Heart Of The Sea.In The Heart Of The Sea movie poster.
Only superficially related to the movie, here below is an account about the fate of the real whale ship Essex, reposted from whaleshipessexwreck.blogspot.com:
Her Crew
Nantucket men preferred to sail with men born and bred on the island, but the “whaling capital of the world” could no longer supply all the manpower needed so captains were beginning to recruit “coofs,” men from the Cape or mainland. These men were usually inexperienced, hoping to learn the trade on their first voyage. Many of them were black men, seeking the relative equality they enjoyed aboard whaling ships.
Captain Pollard gathered his crew of 20 men into three whaleboats. After four torturous months at sea, five surviving crewman, all Nantucketers, were rescued by whaling ships off the coast of Chile. These five, and the three who stayed on the island, were the only survivors of the ordeal.
IN POLLARD’S BOAT (6 men):
Pollard took all Nantucketers into his boat which was found on 23 February by the American whaling ship Dauphin. Pollard and Ramsdell, barely alive, were also returned to Valparaiso. They were reunited in March on the USS Constellation, where the captain was told about the three men left on the Island.
Captain George Pollard Jr. (Captain) ~ Was born in Nantucket, the son of a ship’s captain. Pollard and the others on his boat made the same dreadful decision that Chase and his companions would eventually make. The whaling ship Dauphin rescued him on 23 February 1821. He sailed only once more from Nantucket, as the Captain of the whaling ship Two Brothers. In March 1823, the ship was wrecked on a coral reef. Pollard returned to Nantucket a broken man, and served out 45 years as a night watchman.
Charles Ramsdell (Sailor) ~ Was born in Nantucket. The whaling ship Dauphin rescued him on 23 February 1821. He captained the General Jackson on a successful trip before his retirement from the sea. Thomas Nickerson became a captain in the Merchant Service before retiring to run a boarding house in Nantucket.
Lawson Thomas (Sailor) ~ Died on 20 January.
Owen Coffin (Sailor) ~ Of the Nantucket Island Coffins. Faced with a long lingering death, the crew suggested they draw lots to see who should next be eaten, the unlucky candidate to first be shot by one of his companions. By a cruel irony, it was Pollard’s 17-year-old cousin, Owen Coffin, who drew the shortest straw. Pollard at once said, “My lad, my lad, if you don’t like your lot, I’ll shoot the first man that touches you.” But Coffin was resigned to his fate. He said, “I’ll like it as well as any other.” He was shot on 11 February by childhood friend Charles Ramsdell, who drew the next shortest lot.
Barzillai Ray (Sailor) ~ Of Nantucket. Died on 11 February. He too was eaten.
IN CHASE’S DAMAGED BOAT (5 men):
Chase had some Nantucketers, some “coofs” and one black man. Found by the British ship Indian. The three were taken to Valparaiso, Chili.
Owen Chase (First Mate) ~ Was born in Nantucket. Rescued on 18 February by the British brig, Indian. Owen’s account, the “Narrative of the Most Extraordinary and Distressing Shipwreck of the Whale-Ship Essex”, was used by Herman Melville as one of the inspirations for his novel “Moby Dick”. He was appointed Captain of the Carroll in 1832 and made two very successful voyages into the South Pacific before retiring from the sea in 1840, partly due to ill health. For the rest of his life, he suffered from debilitating headaches, which seemed to owe their origins to the events of 1821. Towards the end of his life he became mentally unstable, and was found to be hoarding food in the attic of his Nantucket home on Orange Street. He died in March 1869, aged 71.
Benjamin Lawrence (Boat steer) ~ Of Nantucket. Rescued on 18 February by the British brig, Indian. Went on to captain two successful whaling voyages aboard the Dromo and the Huron. Thereafter, he retired to the life of a farmer, and died at the age of 80.
Richard Peterson (Sailor) ~ Of New York. Let them every day in prayer and whose hymn signing in stronger days had comforted them. Died 18 Jan 1851 ‘having made up his mind’, as Chase later described it. He was buried at sea. BLACK?
Isaac Cole (Sailor) ~ From Barnstable. Died on 8 February, ‘in the most dreadful of agonies’ in Chase’s boat. By now the food was almost gone and it was decided that they would use his body for food. Chase wrote, “We separated the limbs from the body, and cut all the flesh from the bones, after which, we opened the body, took out the heart, and then closed it again, sewed it up as decently as we could, and committed it to the sea.” Both Benjamin Lawrence and Thomas Nickerson readily agreed, knowing that their food supplies were perilously low.
Thomas Nickerson (Cabin Boy) ~ Was born in Harwich. Rescued on 18 February by the British brig, Indian. His account, “The Loss of the Ship Essex Sunk by a Whale and the Ordeal of the Crew in Open Boats”, was lost until 1960. Its significance was realized in 1980, when it came into the hands of Nantucket whaling expert, Edouard Stackpole. It was published by the Nantucket Historical Association in 1984.
IN JOY’S BOAT (6 men):
Second mate Matthew Joy had a “coof” and the rest of the blacks. On 29 January his boat became separated from Pollard’s and was never seen again.
Matthew Joy (Second Mate) ~ Of Nantucket. 10 January 1851, Matthew was the first man to die. Chase maintained that he had been of a sickly constitution in any event, and that his death was as much due to that as the hardships of the voyage. His body was committed to the ocean the following day.
Obed Hendricks (Boat steer) ~ Of Nantucket. Took command of boat after Joy’s death. Never found.
WHICH BOAT?
Charles Shorter (Sailor) ~ Died on 23 January and eaten by his companions.
Isaiah Sheppard (Sailor) ~ Died on 27 January and eaten by his companions.
Samuel Reed (Sailor) ~ Died on 28 January and eaten by his companions.
Joseph West (Sailor) ~ Never found.
Henry De Witt (Sailor) ~ Never found. BLACK?
William Bond (Steward) ~ Never found. BLACK?
THREE STAYED BEHIND ON DULCIE ISLAND:
A month into the voyage, they happened upon an unpopulated island where they were able to restock their food and water. Three men chose to remain on the island rather than face the open sea again. After 111 days on the island, they were rescued, but their stay on the island was not much better than those who were in the boats.
Thomas Chappel (Boat steer) ~ Stayed behind on Dulcie Island. Rescued on 5 April 1821. An Englishman, he became a missionary preacher, and died of plague-fever on Timor.
Seth Weeks (Sailor) ~ Of Barnstable. Stayed behind on Dulcie Island. Rescued on 5 April 1821. He alone seems to have immediately retired from seafaring, retiring to Cape Cod.
William Wright (Sailor) ~ Of Barnstable. Stayed behind on Dulcie Island. Rescued on 5 April 1821. He was drowned in a hurricane while sailing in the West Indies.
James Deen, Golden Boy of Adult entertainment, has recently come under attack in mainstream news websites like The Daily Beast, The Washington Post and The Huffington Post with accusations that he has “boundary issues” and likes rough sex with his ladies both on screen and in his personal life. This is from stellar leading-ladies of the adult industry as Joanna Angel and Deen’s own ex-girlfriend Stoya.
Deen replied to the accusations the same day via his twitter account, calling them untrue and “defamatory”. I guess we’ll see how this plays out and if the porn biz is as forgiving as, say, pro football or national politics. Yeah, we’ll see.
So, here’s my pic of the wild dude himself at the 2015 Adult Entertainment Expo in Las Vegas’ Hard Rock Hotel, photo by me, Reviewer Rob, ReviewerPhoto(.)com.
The suddenly embattled porn swordsman is 29 or 30 years-old now, and has been going at it since he was 18. That has to be a lot in porno years. Maybe as a farewell tour he can do a parody video called NO PORNO FOR OLD MEN where he plays a sex-crazed homicidal maniac relentlessly pursuing someone who stole his youth?
