Jim W. Dean – Vimeo Weekend



[ Editor’s Note: Welcome back to weekend movies, even with the new name that makes it easier to find them. I have not done these in some time, as there has been no time, but last weekend I took some time to cruise Vimeo’s editor’s picks, a new layout since my last visit.

Vimeo is still displaying minimal descriptive information to help you decide what you want to watch. I don’t like that, but I think their reasoning is they want us to be open to viewing these short films on a roll of the dice, making the visit more of an exploration than an investigation.

But that puts a lot of pressure on the filmmakers to have an enticing beginning, or they are toast when I am visiting, because I am looking for certain types of things that interest me, which I think will interest those whom I want to share them with. You will be the judge of that tonight JD ]

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The Ace of Cups: San Francisco’s (Almost) Forgotten All-Girl Band

First up was a pure joy, and yes… from exploring, a wonderful trip back to the 60’s with a film about an all-girl band in Haight Ashbury in San Francisco, back in the magical year of 1967, when Gordon and I were graduating from different high schools.

I had never heard of the Ace of Cups band before, but not only did I learn about the band in 7-plus minutes, but the film has a wonderful retrospective reunion with all the girls looking back on those days. The cherry on top is the ending when they go back in the studio, redoing some of their old song, just the voices, and then the live band; and they still can deliver.



Next we change gears, going to an Eastern surrealistic magical mystery trip with a modern reincarnation of the Immortals, the infamous Muslim warriors of old. This is just fabulous film work and begs to have a 4K screen viewing. The gorgeous white horse guaranteed a clicking open from me, and was a thrill.

I never save anything that is not worth watching again, either informationally or purely for the visual experience. I will not even pretend to describe this in words. Trust me…it is a wonderful journey.

Known for his filmic portraits that draw out the magic of cultural stories from around the globe, the director points his monochrome lens on a group of wandering Nihang, as they traverse the landscape of northern India on horseback. Recalling the English myth of King Arthur, the film reflects on the past and future of the mystery-shrouded order in the context of its historic homeland.



Last is another title challenge. It tells you nothing, but it was paired with a seductive image, also a gamble – but the beginning grabbed me right away as I love craftsman films. And when I saw it was a stained-glassmaker flick, I swallowed the hook all the way down. The craftsman narrates it all himself, and his accent is part of the attraction of the film.

I love artists explaining why they do what they do. But the big surprise in this movie is his declaring that he has never considered himself an artist, but a craftsman that helps artists with their creations. We get to see a collaboration… from the idea sketch to its being installed in the window peak of a Nova Scotia church.

This is a wonderful storytelling film that transports you right into the room. That is easier for me to do, as I have a 32-inch monitor. Larger fonts are easier on the eyes. I hope t0 be getting a 42″next, and that is quite a window to view the world through. And our monitors are becoming just that, a 21st century Twilight Zone portal that we can all step through without leaving home.



  1. I did not know that Woodstock was waiting two years down the road. That was during the Alice’s restaurant time. Officer Obie’s son disappeared, was not found for a couple of years. He had gone out into the woods and hung himself high up in an evergreen tree, so dad would keep searching for him (as punishment). A hunter eventually found the bones at the bottom of the tree. I was at the Arlo Cuthrie music center last week. He bought the old church they used to hang out in and dedicated it to his parents. It was their “closed on Monday day”, but had donated the stage for a local songstress talent that a Lincoln Center scout had asked her to make a demo tape for them. The town came out to give her a good audience, and she was really good. This small town life has some nice things about it.

  2. The things I remember most of that year was, I got my driver’s license, the local canning factory burned down
    and….Jimi Hendrix setting fire to his Fender Stratocaster at the Monterey Pop festival a three day music festival that featured various bands and singers but was a springboard for Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix and the WHO.
    It was the year my older brother was sent to Viet Nam.

  3. Jim, thank you. I graduated the year before you guys, and about 400 miles (a guess) east of Detroit in Buffalo, NY. So, thanks for making this Sunday morning somewhat more interesting.

    • Ah…cold in Buffalo in the winter. I was in the Southern Berkshires in Mass, not so bad. I could walk to the movie theater here when I as a kid, only a quarter the, $17 now, but on the historic register. I learned to go hide in the bathroom for a while and then watch the movie twice.

    • Excellent Ace of Cups vimeo! One girl sounded like Janis Joplin. Btw, it’s even colder in Manitoba’s Interlake. My oldest brother left h.s. before you guys, and joined the Navy for a brief period while grieving a friend’s death. I think he returned in 1966 or so. We were pretty close, and I was his defense at home, so he invited me to go with him to Jimi Hendrix’s concert in Minneapolis, Nov. 2, 1968, just before the Presidential election. Of course, I couldn’t go. I wasn’t even a teen yet, so going to the US was out of the question. But I recall the invitation like it was yesterday. He went and had a good time. Later, he gave me a copy of the Woodstock album as a consolation prize. And then Jimi and Janis both died in the fall of 1970… I still have the album.

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