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@ashermixtapehell
Asher Penn of Sex Mag
December 14, 2015
Last night was probably the greatest night of my entire life. My friend hooked me up via his friend to go to the movie premiere of The Hateful Eight. If anyone knows anything about me, its that Tarantino is my number one hero. Him and Scorsese taught me so much about screenwriting and directing just from interviews and they’re why I want to do it. There are a lot of others I admire and respect but I’d have to say Tarantino, Scorsese, Coppola and Kubrick impacted me the most. Anyways, not only did I watch the movie before a good percentage of humans but I was in the same room as him and I saw him in the flesh. I was so nervous the whole night, I never been to a premiere before. I was dressed alright, but there were many people in suits and to my surprise there were a lot of grown ass people in shitty everyday attire and I just couldn’t understand why they would go to a premiere like that. I was laughing though, thats whats up, shoutout to them. I ain’t get to meet him or talk to him but just being there and watching his film with him was enough. He really took this movie to new heights with cinematography. Robert Richardson killed it with the direction of photography and the framing was impeccable throughout the entire film. I shed a tear of joy at the end, thankful to be in the theatre that night and I went home that night, more pumped than ever to do what I want to do. Its still gonna take some time due to insufficient funds and lack of certain necessary tools but I’m so close, I could taste it. Go watch the movie in 70mm on Christmas Day, it makes a huge difference and if you liked it, go again when it releases everywhere on January 8, I think. Shouts to QT, he is the best.
It was Peter Halley's idea to do a magazine. His thinking, if I remember correctly, was that the art world at the time, and this would have been in '95, wasn't very exciting. He wanted to connect with a larger cultural world — with movies and music and fashion, with architecture and design — and thought a magazine was the best way. He had, of course, the Warholian model of Interview magazine. Interview, at least in the beginning, was Warhol's way of getting close to celebrities and famous people who he could then talk into having their portraits painted, and at about $25,000 each. The Factory would have increased cash flow, and the paintings would also help fund the magazine. There wasn't going to be a similar pay-off for Peter because he didn't exactly paint portraits. He painted abstract cells and conduits. At one point when Index wasn't going well, he had to sell a Warhol painting he owned, a small Electric Chair. It must have been incredibly difficult for him to do, and heartbreaking, and in retrospect I wish he hadn't. The magazine wasn't worth it. So in starting the magazine, Peter very much wanted to move beyond the insular art scene, and after being in it for over ten years, and maybe getting as famous as was going to get, it didn't offer any real surprise or challenge. Peter must have seen Index as his conduit to other and more exciting scenes. He had wanted to call the magazine "Pop," which I really didn't care for. I mean, start an interview-format magazine based on Warhol's Interview and call it Pop? One day, I was at home writing, as usual on my typewriter — I didn't have a computer until after we started the magazine — and noticed that one of the keys said "Index." That's where the name came from.
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