aaron katz

as my theory holds that words are woefully inadequate quantifiers of the breadth of human emotions, the films of aaron katz, and more specifically the feelings they create, can not be done justice by mere vocabulary exercises. so i will let one of the characters from dance party usa speak on its behalf. here's:


"just a little sort of synopsys...its awesome."

the kids of dance party usa inhabit a world of empty yet still spinning amusement park rides. they long for the one moment when one is stuck at the top of the ferris wheel with the one they adore even if they are so drawn into search mode that they can't fully appreciate these moments until afterward when they can relay them in a way as to make them some sort of souvenir of the glorious moment now passed. in this land of emptiness, where moments pass by in a hazy, drug and alcohol induced stupor, the greatest hope these kids have is for a snapshot, or a photograph of a memory to prove that something, anything actually happened. they take large parties and section themselves off into smaller, more intimate parties, the type where moments are shared.(see quiet city...please) and then, as if nothing ever happened, these moments are gone and these kids are left all alone, spooning condiments into their mouths while neglecting the hamburger that is on their plate.

but who cares, as long as the music is good. and it is...really good.