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This post is the second of two assignments for the UC, San Diego ‘Learning How To Learn ‘ MOOC on Coursera presented with skill and enthusiasm by Dr. Barbara Oakley and Dr. Terence Sejnowski.

If you are here as a peer assessor, be gentle with me.

If you are a casual reader, you are one of my target audience and I hope you learn something about learning how to learn from this post.

Learning to Learn

On the sound principle that you learn best by doing, and sharing, the task is to present three of the main points as if teaching them to others. Continue reading

The final peer-assessed assignment for Coursera MOOC on Andy Warhol run by Edinburgh University was to write between 650-750 words to describe, discuss and evaluate a piece of Warhol’s work. This is what I wrote:

Warhol Electric Chair 1964

Andy Warhol always struck the pose of an artist who chanced upon an image in much the same way that a child might discover a striking picture in a glossy magazine.

Yet a sparse and evocative photograph of an electric chair hardly seems to be a random choice. A real photograph carries a weight of fact, even though it can be deciphered in various ways.

Warhol’s image was adapted from a 1953 photograph taken at Sing-Sing Gaol in New York and produced in 1964. It was presented to the Tate Modern in London by Janet Wolfson de Botton in 1996. The medium is screen print and acrylic paint on a canvas sized 562 x 711 mm.

Warhol subsequently re-used the photo for a series of fourteen prints in different colour combinations but this particular one has a muddy, minimalistic colour scheme almost as if the picture has deteriorated with age. An unwitting viewer might therefore mistake it for a torture instrument from a bygone era rather than a killing machine which is still in use in many parts of the USA, albeit on a reduced scale. Continue reading

EXCESS ALL AREAS

50 YEARS OF ROCK EXCESS (Channel 4 TV)

Ozzy Osbourne being excessive.

Ozzy Osbourne being excessive.

On the University of Rochester’s History of Rock MOOC  ‘rude’ words are blanked out and presenter John Covach is careful to paraphrase any of the raunchier lyrics. The notorious Rock’n’Roll lifestyle of wild sex and hard drugs is coyly referred to as if the educational institution is fearful of being seen to condone such lewd behaviour.

The producers of the  Channel 4 rockumentary ’50 Years of Excess’  clearly had no intention of presenting such a sanitized version of events. They revel in exploring what they gleefully refer to as the “depths of debauchery”. The tacky subtitle “Amps, Whips & Rebel Riffs” gives fair warning that a very selective and heavily sensationalized  retelling of the story of rock is in store.

The problem with such a journey into the dark side is that it is so primed towards unearthing salacious details of the ‘rock gods’ that any coherent musical context becomes peripheral. For example, Jimi Hendrix is completely ignored while ample space is found to cover the crude shenanigans of the talentless Motley Crue. Influential genres like punk and grunge are dismissed as passing fads as the juggernaut of classic rock drives on.

Although the main title suggests that the period under scrutiny will be from 1963 –  2013, there is no significant footage from before the late 1960s and most of focus is on the post-hippy birth of hard rock and heavy metal in Britain during the 1970s and 80s. Anecdotal accounts of the “supernova mayhem” of The Rolling Stones, Led Zeppelin, The Who and Black Sabbath take precedence.

Groupies, hangers-on and pompous journalists supply most of the tabloid-esque details. One of the contributors is Mick Wall, a veritable master of no trade who has made a career out of writing rock biographies on dinosaur acts like Bono, Status Quo, Guns N’Roses, Black Sabbath and …..er……. Marillion!

His cash-in book about Led Zeppelin is entitled ‘When Giants Walked The Earth’ and if his description of Jimmy Page’s riffs as sounding like they were “dredged out of a river like a dead body” is an example of his prose I won’t be rushing to order a copy. Irritatingly, he speaks as if he witnessed all the band’s outlandish antics first hand which he most certainly did not.

Charles Shaar Murray is another who makes a dick of himself and confirms that his relevance as a rock critic ended with the arrival of punk.

Alice Cooper being un-excessive.

Alice Cooper being un-excessive.

The producers were probably thrilled by the fact that Alice Cooper agreed to take part but his genial and articulate manner shows that his wild man image is distinctly at odds with his off stage persona.

Alice, together with Sabbath drummer Bill Ward and Queens Of The Stone Age’s Josh Homme are the only interviewees to come out of the whole sorry saga with any measure of integrity intact.

The premise may be sound but this is one lame-ass documentary.

THE ADVENTURES OF ROBIN HOOD directed by Michael Curtiz (USA, 1938)

Lunch!

Fired by the success of Disney’s Snow White, Warner Brothers plunged $2m into this colorful fantasy feature at a time when the standard budget was a quarter of this.

Bizarrely, James Cagney was slated to play the lead but fortunately they opted for the dash and glamor of Errol Flynn instead. Continue reading

SCARFACE : SHAME OF A NATION directed by Howard Hawks (USA, 1932)

 

The original, pre-Pacino, Scarface is included on the syllabus of the  The Language of Hollywood  Coursera MOOC to show how Howard Hawks’ daring and innovative use of screen sound and expressionistic symbolism was a revelation in the early 1930s.

To complain about the movie’s  relentless and gratuitous violence  is the miss the point.

Producer Howard Hughes set out to offend (and entertain) by making a gangster movie that celebrated the orchestrated killing sprees of rival gangs which is loosely based on the exploits of Al Capone in the prohibition era.

Hughes and director Hawks weren’t too concerned with drawing any  lessons from all this blood-letting.

The title card at the opening was a sop to the censors with a reference to “the callous indifference of the government to this constantly increasing menace to our safety and our liberty”.

Paul Muni as Tony Camonte is a thug in a suit who shoots down everyone in his path, showing a softer side only for the glamorous moll Poppy (Karen Morley) and sister Cesca (Ann Dvorak).

Just like Brian De Palm’s remake, there is no moral agenda here; it is a cynical exploitation film pure and simple. It wins its notoriety and praise for the no holds barred portrayal of the criminal world who literally laugh in the face of police’s vain attempt to keep the peace.

The performances and the movie as a whole look crude and unsubtle now. While it’s easy to imagine how this was a sensation in its day, it’s not a film I have a great love for.

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