Set at the Newport jazz festival in 1958, this documentary mixes images of water and the town with performers and audience. The film progresses from day to night and from improvisational ...
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Set at the Newport jazz festival in 1958, this documentary mixes images of water and the town with performers and audience. The film progresses from day to night and from improvisational music to Gospel. It's a concert film that suggests peace and leisure, jazz at a particular time and place.Written by
I saw the film in London when it first came out. Purely by chance. I just couldn't believe the beginning: an extraordinary closeup of Jimmy Giuffre's lips (and spit) on an enormous screen. The rest of the film was fun and in fact I saw it a few times later (unfortunately having to leave before the end - I can easily do without the lord's prayer for the remainder of my stay here. I then acquired the CD; good enough. But I had to see that image again so I bought the DVD. And would you believe it - the crummy bastards have wrecked it. Still Jimmy Giuffre, and still Train and the River. But ordinary. This leaves a gaping hole in my soul and I can no longer watch it. Why would anyone do that?
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