| Suit
to kill
By
Kent Williams
......
Come
the revolution, we'll all be riding bicycles cobbled together from the
spare parts of other bicycles--playful contraptions that will combine form
and function into a middle-finger salute to that great engine of progress,
the automobile. Anyway, that's the strangely comforting message I took
away from Brian Standing's 35-minute documentary Pedalphiles,
which will have its world premiere this weekend at the Esquire Theater
(Friday and Saturday, April 14 and 15, 11:30 p.m.). Standing, who's the
Thursday-night host of WORT's "In Our Backyard" program, takes us inside
the world of S.C.A.B. (Skids Creating Apocalyptic Bicycles), a group of
"bicyclist-artist-philosophers" who can often be seen cruising around town,
their "Easy Rider" hogs serving as rather anarchic calling cards. Who knew
that this rag-tag team of two-wheelers had dreams of stripping the gears
inside our heads?
There's
a great moment when, posing as fellow travelers at a Bike to Work Week
rally, the members of S.C.A.B. overhear a guy in a bike helmet (they don't
believe in helmets, as far as I can tell) sing the praises of pedaling
to the office. S.C.A.B.'s Michael Spelman, speaking under his breath, puts
the event in context. "Why go to work?" he asks. "That's the thing I don't
understand." Why indeed. There's another great moment when Isthmus
gets called "a crap-ass newspaper" after we've run a favorable profile
of the group; flattery will get us nowhere, apparently. Rolling down the
mean streets of Madison, S.C.A.B. may look like the gang from Mad Max
on a day when Max isn't all that mad, but just try cutting them off in
traffic, say, or imposing a label on them. Spelman, who has a whopper scar
snaking along the side of his shaved head (bike accident?), calls the group
"an experiment in phenomenology" and cites Heidegger to back up his claim.
I'd call it the answer to many of our transportation problems, the very
opposite of a well-oiled machine.
Also
showing on the Esquire program: Matt Ehling's Access, about the
wild and wacky world of cable-access television, and Laura Miller's brief
photo diary Snapshots of Two Capitols. * |