As a media student, later a full blown film student I like many gravitated towards certain film makers, John Woo, Martin Scorsese, Sam Raimi, but for me it was John Hughes , Tim Burton and Kevin smith. Burton for his weird and wonderful creations, and Hughes for his farcical adventures and dialogue, and Smith for the same reason, that and his comic book & movie obsession.
In 1994, Kevin Smith brought us his feature film debut Clerks. Filmed in black & white over 21 days and costing a mere $27,575, a sum scrimped together by Smith, through numerous maxed-out credit cards, as well as selling a large portion of his comic book collection. Smith spent his days working at a convenience store, filming Clerks once the store was closed. This is the reason for Dante being unable to get the shutters open, because everything store related was filmed at night, the shutters would be down in the outside shots, while also making it appear darker within the store in the internal shots. Smith got around this by saying that someone had jammed gum in the locks, making Dante unable to bring the shutters up.
Once Smith had completed what may have been his one and only film, he took it to the Sundance Film Festival where it won the Filmmaker’s Trophy and was picked up for distribution by Miramax, who at the time were great flag bearers for independent cinema. This was the beginning of great things for Smith, making a further nine films, having small acting roles in several others, such as the rubbish Daredevil, the rubbish Scream 3, and the considerably less rubbish 4,3,2,1. It also let Smith accomplish one of his other dreams, writing for various comic book titles including Batman, Spiderman & Daredevil.
There are a number of elements Smith’s movies are known for , mainly excessive dialogue and extreme toilet humour, for as Holden says in Smith’s third film Chasing Amy, ‘the big bucks are in dick and fart jokes’. But this was all set to change with his tenth film Red State.
Now usually I would ramble on about how wonderful/rubbish a film is, but with Red State, which I would currently call my film of the year so far, we’re gonna play it a little differently. I went into it blind, I didn’t have any idea what the film was about, let alone who was in it, or who made it. With that in mind I suggest also watching it blind, of course I want you to read my ramblings, but in this case I shall try to plant the seed of surprise. Watch the movie, then come back and agree with my opinion.
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Somewhere in the backwaters of middle America three typically horny teens travel to Cooper’s Dell after responding to an older women’s online sex invitation. However their dirty little schoolboy fantasies are cut drastically short. The women they went to meet is part of a Christian extremist group, led by twisted preacher Abin Cooper, played brilliantly by Michael Parks. The group hold the boys captive in their compound, known locally as Five Points Church. Pastor Cooper and his congregation, who are all related to him either by marriage or blood, force them to witness the execution of an ‘Evil Homosexual’ before being prepared for their own demise. As if the situation wasn’t difficult enough, they then have to contend with the arrival of federal agent Joseph Keenan (John Goodman) and his team, armed and ready to take the preacher out. Problem is the Cooper family are just as ready and even more armed.
As you can see from that little synopsis, or from the film which you’ve just watched because you listen to everything I say, there are still signs of Smith everywhere, the dialogue, while being somewhat cleaner than usual is still golden. There’s still an open exploration of elements present in his previous works, themes of sex and homosexuality, something very much present in Chasing Amy, and Christianity, which was the main theme of Smith’s fourth film, Dogma.
The one thing that is missing, which is no slight on the film, is something that was heavily present in his earlier films, and one of the things that made me a fan of his particular brand of fiction. It’s not Jay & Silent Bob, the characters that featured in his first five efforts, though I do love them, it’s the interconnectivity of the characters, the way characters who appear in one film, are talked about by characters in another. Giving the films thier own reality, much like that of Marvel Comics.
Another regular occurrence in his movies was the reappearance, of actors, like Ben Affleck and Jason ‘My Name is Earl’ Lee, who had never acted before appearing in Smith’s second, Mallrats. As well as many of the still relatively unknowns, such as Brian O’Halloran.
But none of that shit matters, it’s all ghosts of Smith's past, and we’re here to talk about his future, not to be haunted by what went before. But the thing with Red State is, he’s not only changed the kind of films he makes, he’s also changed the way he makes them. Everything he’s made since Clerks has been financed and released by studios, with Red State Smith gathered his budget from a couple of investors, shot it over a couple of weeks, then took it to Sundance. Okay that does sound similar to the way he made Clerks, but this is where it gets interesting. Rather than auction off the distribution rights as he had originally intended, he decided to distribute it himself, taking the film from city to city, much like they didin the early days of cinema, before releasing it straight to DVD. But that’s not the best bit, none of the festival goers awaiting the auction knew this was the plan, but then neither did Smith, he only decided to tread this path after seeing the audience’s response to the film. He then let all the previously potential investors & distributors know his intentions with a brilliant bridge burning speech, all of which can be seen on YouTube if you’re so inclined.
To summarise, I used to like Kevin Smith, when he was puerile and wordy, wearing baggy trousers and a backwards cap, and now I like him in his grown up clothes.



