The director, Amy Nicholson, of a documentary that came out this summer called “Zipper” emailed me to ask if I could post the info for a special one-night screening on October 30th. It has already played one night at the IFC in Manhattan over the summer. Zipper is about a popular ride in Coney Island and its crew that had to shut down operation, among so many other amusements, because of the greed, politics and rezoning that’s been happening in Coney for the past several years. My first reaction was “sure, I’ll post it” – but then I saw where it was going to be played; right in the heart of fucking bearded bread stick land: The Nitehawk Cinema in Williamsburg.
I emailed her back and said something like “why would I advertise for a theater in Hipster World that’s going to play a film about Coney – so they could come down to ‘discover, explore and pioneer’ still-normal Brooklyn and ruin it too?” But she replied with two things: one is that right now it was the only theatre she could get into and two is that it’s sort of an “in your face” to the gentrification crowd to see their reaction to what re-zoning and greed (which is usually the product of hipsters and faux-artists moving into an area but wasn’t the case this time with Coney) can do to a historic place and a place that so many people love and call home. She also sent me a link to watch the movie in it’s entirety and it was fucking awesome. I really loved it. So with all that, she changed my mind.
So hopefully this teaches the nasally, smug, moneyed, culture vacuuming , gentrifying hipster set something; OR – next summer in Coney will we start to see: Cornfield Caleb opening a sustainable bicycle pedal-powered cotton candy stand; or Midwest Molly selling bacon and whiskey infused granola next to Not Mexican Ned’s El Moo-cho El Au-then-teeko fish taco truck; or 34 year old trustfunded Hayseed Hayden applying to be bat boy for the Cyclones at MCU Park; or Hungover Heidi selling hive-to-jar honey made from the bees she keeps under the boardwalk that she tames with the smoke from her cool hand-rolled cigarettes; or pseudo-Activist Ashley handing out Save Coney fliers just hours before her flight back to Wisconsin leaves because her parents won’t pay for her Brooklyn playcation anymore; or Zany Zane demanding that Nathan’s start carrying cruelty-free oxygen flavored hotdogs??? We’ll see.
Anyway, I urge you to go. Hey, plenty of people that read my site are real Brooklynites and New Yorkers, so tell some of your friends about the film, venture out to fake Brooklyn and go take some seats away from the hipsters and watch an amazing documentary. You can even make an entire night out of it; give some hipsters dirty looks, slash some rusty Schwinn bicycle tires and cut the brake lines of bikes that are chained everywhere; throw some M-80s into cafes full of overly-tattooed praying mantis physiqued creative types vapidly gazing into their Macbooks; order a $100 of vegan food from a hipster food truck and just walk away or go drop some of your own organic chocolate directly from your ass in the middle of Ye Olde Mast Brothers chocolate shoppe. Like I said, make it a night!
Here is the info and a trailer: