Richard Stark Wins Best Canadian Short at 2013 Montreal World Film Festival

Richard Stark, Canadian/American film maker won best short film at the 2013 World Film Festival in Montreal with a comedy of style presentation, 30 Love.

 

 

 

 

 

So, a would be entrepreneur, barely able to make car payments auditions with his wife at a classy, upscale tennis club, thinking membership will advance his business interests. He’s a child-man with a clear headed, sexy wife who isn’t as sure that dealing with narrow minded snobs will make them happier or wealthier. They obviously haven’t played the kind of tennis which would be required to join the club or dealt with the kind of people who make up the membership. In the end, he has to chose between marital bliss and social mobility. Guess who wins and how it happens? Preston Sturgis would be proud.

 

Street Portraits, Montreal Aug. 2013

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I make portraits on the street. I approach, ask for permission and then try to pose my sitters. Some sit still. Some move. Some talk. But no one has paid me. And, I find the level of cooperation to be fleeting and uneven. Artists who draw faces receive compensation and ready compliance.

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Sy Rettinger, lives at 77

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So, my friend, Sy visited yesterday from California. He stopped in VT after a pre-Rosh Hashanah cemetery visit. Charlotte died seven months ago. Palpable grief exudes, for how long who knows. 46 years of devoted marriage can do that to a man who lived with a witty, artistic and smart woman.

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Sy practiced dentistry, left handed until a muscle injury forced his retirement. You can see the eyes that patients in the chair found reassuring as he improved their dental health.

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He’s socializing while here with friends and family. Has kids and grandkids in the Western part of the country. Finding a creative self in stained glass. Carries a big and heavy heart. Helping to contribute to a new understanding of aging and living life to it’s fullest.

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Jack Lavery in Battery Park


Hadn’t seen him around since election day. Just sitting in Battery Park, I asked what he was up to? “Looking for a wife,” he said.

I reminded him of our last meeting when he said he was the “laziest man in Burlington.” “Oh, I had a job. worked in St. Joseph’s Cemetery. Once saw a cop have sex with a woman in a car.”

“So what upset you more, the cop not working or the sex?”

“The sex.” He better not tell this to whomever he attracks to be his date for the day.

Dave Parker and Maggie Happy to be Alive

Dangerous place, the street. One minute the person you drink with is your friend; the next thing you know, he’s kicking the shit out of your wife. So, you jump on her back to protect her and the person keeps kicking. He gets your eye and your brain, what’s left of it. Now you cannot think or see and you haven’t got a place to live.

Sounds romantic. Sleeping under the stars. No alarms to wake up to, unless it’s the police. No rent. No expenses. No utilities. No bathrooms to clean. Throw your clothes away and get new ones, err, old ones, but new to you ones. Free medical care. Could be a life for the young, for a while. Hipdom. When you pass 50, it’s a drag. And you could be hurt.

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I got the hearsay medical report. No need to share it, except to say both receive top drawer care. She’s sleeping on a chair in his room while receiving treatment. No one at the hospital looks askance at them because of  their social status and impermanent roots. All just want them to be well. While I visited, an occupational therapist asked him where he lived, checking on his awareness of time and place, “… in the woods,” he replied. Posted these images to let people who have access to computers see how their doing. Others who don’t live in the hood of Burlington and who have less sensitivity or sympathy for those without much who do, perhaps this will send you to the food bank or your checkbook.

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No idea who did it or why. Doesn’t matter right now. A fight can be just a side glance or a comment away. Can’t ask how the day went. They all are pretty much the same, just staying alive. Can’t really ask about the family, most don’t have one or how’s the new car drive, no one has one of those either.

The community shares the pain. I heard about this tragedy while walking in City Hall Park. That’s where it happened. People have concerns for Maggie and Dave. They have some problems, but live their lives for one another. You may not understand their love for each other, but it’s palpable when you are around them.

Nothing to do but pray or shake your head, if that’s what you do when you cannot understand earth people’s inhumanity to one another, pray for the survivors here and pray it won’t happen again. But it will.