Life Must Be Disrupted In Order To Be Revealed: The Recording As Record And The Hyper-Surveilled Entity Not Meant To Exist In An Unusual Summer

|Lamia Abukhadra| This text is presented as part of the Mizna Film Series, a monthly selection which expands Mizna’s regular film programming to include screenings, critical essays, filmmaker interviews, and discussions exploring revolutionary forms of cinema from Southwest Asia and North Africa (SWANA) and beyond. An Unusual Summer screens at...

The Erotic Underground: William Friedkin’s Cruising

|Kelly Krantz| The first time I saw William Friedkin’s Cruising was in the mid-90s, when I was in high school. I’d probably read about it in a zine, which is where I learned about most of the weird shit I liked at the time. Luckily, the small video store I...

Soleil Ô And A Transnational Third Cinema

|Ahmed AbdulMageed| This text is presented as part of the Mizna Film Series, a monthly selection which expands Mizna’s regular film programming to include screenings, critical essays, filmmaker interviews, and discussions exploring revolutionary forms of cinema from Southwest Asia and North Africa (SWANA) and beyond. Soleil Ô screens at the...
Life Must Be Disrupted In Order To Be Revealed: The Recording As Record And The Hyper-Surveilled Entity Not Meant To Exist In An Unusual Summer

Life Must Be Disrupted In Order To Be Revealed: The Recording As Record And The Hyper-Surveilled Entity Not Meant To Exist In An Unusual Summer

|Lamia Abukhadra| This text is presented as part of the Mizna Film Series, a monthly selection which expands Mizna’s regular film programming to include screenings, critical essays, filmmaker interviews, and discussions exploring revolutionary forms of cinema from Southwest Asia and North Africa (SWANA) and beyond. An Unusual Summer screens at...
The Erotic Underground: William Friedkin’s Cruising

The Erotic Underground: William Friedkin’s Cruising

|Kelly Krantz| The first time I saw William Friedkin’s Cruising was in the mid-90s, when I was in high school. I’d probably read about it in a zine, which is where I learned about most of the weird shit I liked at the time. Luckily, the small video store I...
Soleil Ô And A Transnational Third Cinema

Soleil Ô And A Transnational Third Cinema

|Ahmed AbdulMageed| This text is presented as part of the Mizna Film Series, a monthly selection which expands Mizna’s regular film programming to include screenings, critical essays, filmmaker interviews, and discussions exploring revolutionary forms of cinema from Southwest Asia and North Africa (SWANA) and beyond. Soleil Ô screens at the...
The Way of the Dragon

The Way of the Dragon

|John Moret| In the spring of 1970 a charismatic bit player and stuntman named Bruce Lee approached Warner Brothers to produce a show about a Shaolin Monk in the American West. Warner Brothers gave the greenlight for the show and cast a white actor in the role of the monk,...
A call for submissions to the first Trylon zine

A call for submissions to the first Trylon zine

Though the Trylon is open for (very limited) business, we are unable to meet our monthly costs with screenings alone. We’ve started kicking around the idea of putting out a limited edition zine written by our staff, volunteers and YOU to raise some funds! Because so many of us need...
A Love Letter to a Nineties Rom-Com

A Love Letter to a Nineties Rom-Com

|Finn Odum| Of all the things I discovered when I was fifteen, you were the least detrimental to my health. In a year of crippling anxiety and one particularly bad debate tournament, you were a shining star amidst the dark. You, a mildly out-of-touch teen rom-com retelling one of Shakespeare’s...
Justice for George and Solidarity in the Twin Cities

Justice for George and Solidarity in the Twin Cities

|Matt Levine| There are few parts of my country in which I can take pride as an American. Not its healthcare system nor gun control laws, both so nonexistent that they blur the lines between barbarism and civilization. Certainly not its oligarchy parading as democracy, by which the whims and...
“I just wanted to leave, you know, my apartment.”

“I just wanted to leave, you know, my apartment.”

Enjoy local artist Dan Murphy’s artwork inspired by Martin Scorsese’s After Hours (1985), with its timely title, a quote from the film. After Hours was scheduled to screen at our favorite repertory theater May 1-3, 2020, and it is now scheduled to screen from July 24-26, 2020. I look forward...
What’s the Point of the Trylon Anyway?

What’s the Point of the Trylon Anyway?

|Ben Savard| At the time of this essay’s start, life is unstable and uncertain. Half One Over four million people have been diagnosed with a novel and serious virus; that number is still growing. The response has been a series of contradictions. The world has been brought to a standstill...
A Note from Our Programmer, John Moret

A Note from Our Programmer, John Moret

What is the nature of the search? you ask. The search is what anyone would undertake if he were not sunk in the everydayness of his own life. To become aware of the search is to be onto something. Not to be onto something is to be in despair.  —Walker...
“The streets looked really good to me. They looked like art”: DOWNTOWN 81 as Graffiti

“The streets looked really good to me. They looked like art”: DOWNTOWN 81 as Graffiti

|Brad Stiffler| There is undoubtedly a lot of graffiti in Downtown 81. Featuring Jean-Michel Basquiat just before he began his meteoric ascent in the world of galleries and museums, the film captures the height of his public graffiti-writing period with numerous scenes of him spray painting walls and defacing cars...
Hypothetical Conversation Between Myself at 12 and 35 After Watching Face/Off

Hypothetical Conversation Between Myself at 12 and 35 After Watching Face/Off

|Matt Levine| 12-year-old self, after seeing Face/Off for the first time upon its release in June 1997: Dude. 35-year-old self, after rewatching Face/Off for about the fifteenth time in 2020: What? 12-year-old self: Bro. 35-year-old self: Ugh. 12-year-old self: That was the fucking coolest thing ever. 35-year-old self: Um… 12-year-old...