Well before Sonny Crockett cracked wise on Miami Vice, and near eons prior to Big Daddy’s seeing Django Unchained, Don Johnson's career already careened between small screen favorites (Kung Fu, The Streets of San Francisco) and big screen weirdness (Return to Macon County, Soggy Bottom U.S.A.). What he didn’t have though was a good reason to do a strange little film called A Boy and His Dog, unless you think being tasked to repopulate a ravaged earth one hot chick at a time is reason enough to do an “R Rated, rather kinky tale of survival.” Gutter Film Series' Joey Halegua gets into the gutter before giving up his soiled screen to the gloriously rotten cause this Wednesday evening.
Why the hell are you still in the gutter, brother? I’m still wallowing in the filth because it's my only source of mental nutrition in today's world. For the most part I find the films coming out of Hollywood today a lot less inspiring and original than the offbeat offerings to be found in the “Gutter”. In fact these "Gutter" films are so rich in filth that they are like fertilizer to my mental garden of imagination, inspiration and creativity.
Don’t you get tired of people walking over you? Better they walk over me than on me, right? (laughs) But really, it’s not a question of over or on; it’s more a matter of in -- or into anyway. The idea is to get people into the gutter, and then, if they’re fresh off the curb, to give ‘em a taste of what they might otherwise miss. Nine times outta 10, they walk away as gutter snipes.
Okay, but surely you could use a new view, no? Not at all. There’s no end to what can be seen from the gutter, and that view includes the truth. If you believe Oscar Wilde, “we are all in the gutter” anyway”; it’s just that “some of us are looking at the stars.”
Are you implying that once folks see the angle, they’ll dig the gutter view as much as you do? I am. From what I've gathered from those who have come to attend the Gutter Film screenings, people are hungry for something different and unusual. Hopefully those who attend will get something out of it, whether it's a different perspective on today's films, a shot of inspiration or just a good time.
We’re sold. When can we come hand over our souls to the cause? My next pre-arranged coercion will be this Wednesday evening’s screening of A Boy and His Dog, which has to be the most mundanely named post-nuclear apocalypse sci-fi flick ever made. A young Don Johnson stars as the eponymous boy, but I forget the which mutt played his telepathic dog. Since they are a team that traverses the American Southwest hell bent on survival and sex, the name’s not that important.
It is important to know this is the second film in our January "Retro Post-Apocalypse" series, which is in answer to the whole 2012 Mayan Apocalypse fiasco of misinformation. The end of the world had so many people’s hopes up, it seemed a shame to let them down. I thought delivering on their apocalyptic fantasies with blasts from post-apocalypses of the past would be a nice way to at least let them down easy.
Gutter Film Series presents A Boy and His Dog Wednesday January 16th at LAB Miami 2750 NW 3rd Ave. Suite 11 in The Wynwood Building. Entry is free. BYOB. Doors at 7:30. Film starts at 8:30. Done by 10.