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GUMMO

Saturday, Aug 20, 2022 11:59 PM
Dir. Harmony Korine | USA | 1997 | 89 min. | R | 4K DCP
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General Admission General Admission - $13.50
General Admission Senior - $11.50
General Admission Child - $11.50
General Admission Military/K-12 Teacher (w/ID) - $11.50
General Admission Group Sale - $12.50

 
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Part of Nashville: A City On Film

Nashville’s own neighborhood The Nations got its first breakout role playing Xenia, Ohio in the directorial debut from Harmony Korine — a dazzling and disruptive tear through teenage anomie and the beautiful side of the grotesque (as well as the grotesque side of the beautiful). More a poetic collage than a narrative story, GUMMO presents the viewer with a lavish feast of images — some disturbing, some gorgeous, all memorable. GUMMO’s gritty realism is enhanced by Korine’s use of real locations in and around the west side of Nashville, and his use of nonprofessional local actors (and Chloë Sevigny) in many of the film’s roles. Korine’s willingness to explore the borderlands of feature filmmaking has resulted in a beautiful and challenging film whose haunting images remain burned in the brain long after the film ends — and its tribute to the long-gone ramshackle nooks and crannies of Charlotte Pike remains a portrait of the city like no other.

“Venomous in story; genius in character; victorious in structure; teasingly gentle in epilogue; slapstick in theme; rebellious in nature; honest at heart; inspirational in its creation and with contempt at the tip of its tongue. GUMMO is a portrait of small-town Middle American life that is both bracingly realistic and hauntingly dreamlike.” —Gus Van Sant

“Unlike that of other ‘shocking’ American independent titles. Korine’s debut will remain controversial — and singular— because it portrays individuals whom most people, amid the righteous moralizing of the modern cultural landscape, would rather infantilize or demonize than see on-screen like this.” —Carlos Aguilar, Criterion Collection