
About the obscure country-blues musician and idiosyncratic visual artist Howard "Louie Bluie" Armstrong, member of the last known black string band in America.... (Full plot summary below)
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About the obscure country-blues musician and idiosyncratic visual artist Howard "Louie Bluie" Armstrong, member of the last known black string band in America.
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| Chicago Sun-TimesRoger EbertLouie Bluie peers into the areas where nothing is certain, except that these people live and strive and laugh and make music. It is a wonderful film. |
| Combustible CelluloidJeffrey M. AndersonSeeing it again under much better conditions, I understand... how much this film is of a piece with Crumb. |
| Movie MetropolisChristopher LongA most curious man. And a magnificent performer. The one, the only Louie Bluie. |
| User ReviewChance FTerry (Crumb) Zwigoff's first film has FINALLY been released on DVD from Criterion. The film is a documentary of bluesman Howard Armstrong who was 75 when this was filmed in 1985...and he's a wonderful character. It's great seeing him play with his old bandmates and joking around and chatting with them about the old days. The man was a great artist as well and shows many of his paintings and drawings. I recommend this film highly. |
| User ReviewRussell GI blind bought this based on liking Zigoffs other work. It was one of those rare films that became an instant favorite. I'd never heard of Howard "Louie Bluie" Armstrong before seeing this, and I bet you haven't either. Don't let that stop you from seeing this. It will make you feel alive. If you like documentaries or music, you owe it to yourself to see this. I can't recommend it enough. My only complaint is that there's only about 90 minutes of footage, I could watch and listen to Armstrong for days. |
| User ReviewAdam STerry Zwigoff's odyssey in producing this low budget doc is almost as memorable as the movie itself, and on Criterion's unexpected, welcomed DVD, he gets a showcase commentary track to tell the story. A longtime aficionado of old time blues and country music, Zwigoff set out to write an article on long forgotten Chicago mandolin master Howard "Louie Bluie" Armstrong, but when he finally tracked down the musician, living in a rundown Detroit housing complex, he was so fascinated by the man that he put his life savings into a film project, and through additional grants, and ingenious self-made situations (like pairing Armstrong with his old recording friend Ted Bogan, and fellow blues masters Ikey Robinson and Yank Rachell for a series of impromptu sessions), a 60 minute film was crafted, serving not only as Armstrong's own charming oral narrative, but of black country blues music dating back almost to the slave quarters. Armstrong, 75 when Zwigoff filmed him, comes off as a man of many talents; besides being a virtuoso mandolin and fiddle player, he's an exceptional painter and narrator, spinning yarns five decades old like they just happened, and cultivating a chronology of his life's experiences (and a bizarre opus about the eroticism of pornography; something in common with Zwigoff's next subject, Robert Crumb) in beautiful watercolor, and surreal whimsy. This is a strange, loving portrait of a man, a sound, a culture, practically lost to the history books and dusty collections of obsessive record collectors; it was worth the director's life savings at the time, and it's priceless now. |
| User ReviewZoran SAs sharp and bright as his suits and shoes. |
| User ReviewKevin NTerry Zwigoff's debut film is a brief hour in length, but it's the kind of absorbing documentary that I could have gone on watching for five or six. Yet perhaps it is the film's short running time that makes it so special, so interesting. Zwigoff gives us an hour of time with the titular Louie Bluie, or more formally Howard Armstrong- one of the most interesting musicians ever committed to celluloid. Here he is nearing the end of his life, yet he shows no signs of stopping his art. Alongside playing fast, hard and soulful blues music, he is also a drawer and poet, and part of the brilliance of Zwigoff's hand is that he intertwines these talents. In one of the best moments of the film, Bluie shows a fellow musician a piece of art that looks as though it probably took years to compile. He calls it the ABC's of Pornography, and it is a book containing pages devoted to prose, photos and drawings that make sex both poetic and obscene. I think that book is probably one of the most personal things Bluie ever did, as it seems to mirror his personality; as the film progresses, we get to see two sides of the man- one is sweet, thoughtful and passionate and the other is crass and dirty. It's a fascinating combination. Besides being about such an interesting subject, the film also contains some mesmerizing musical sequences (thanks to said subject), and these moments, which feature Bluie and pals collaborating on sporadic tunes in their home or on the street, are so raw and unique. It doesn't matter if you like the blues or not; if you're interested in people, this is a must-see movie. |
| User ReviewJack GFinally out on Criterion! Go get it! I'll post my film-forward review here when it's ready. Just imagine all of those awesome little moments about the blues from Ghost World given the docu-treatment of Crumb. |
| User ReviewChristopher SEarly documentary effort from Terry Zwigoff is an utterly charming and engaging character study of a man too fascinating for simple description and an affectionate tribute to a dying (or more probable as of 2010, already dead) American culture. One of the rare instances where I thought a film was way too short, I could have spent hours with these people and their music. |