Preceded by short: Hot Rox.

Life can be too glamorous: it's 1968 and The Rolling Stones are wallowing in the luxury of a New York hotel. Actually, it's not The Stones, it's a couple of Big Apple artists in listless abandon, impersonating the "world's greatest rock band," and beside them, Anita Pallenberg, or rather Cosima von Bonin posing as their sultry muse. Jagger is full–blown blasé as played by Laura Cottingham, yearning to be taken seriously in the U. S. of A., while Keith Richards, here rendered by Nicole Eisenman, is sidetracked by various addling addictions. Through this hotel room saunters a parade of counterfeit biopic personalities: Andrew Oldham, David Bowie, Kenneth Anger, Robert Fraser, etc. And all Anita P., the glam groupie, wants is to meet Andy Warhol, "maybe star in one of his films," she utters with the voice of a Teutonic lush. The Anita Pallenberg Story is no simple gender–bending drama, but a sly disruption of historical space-past and present, fact and fiction get bent regardless of gender. Interspersing footage from Godard's Sympathy for the Devil and Frank's Cocksucker Blues, identity blurs until we are left with the uneasy feeling that rock stars want to be artists and artists want to be rock stars. (77 mins)

Hot Rox (Leslie Singer, U.S, 1988). The pathetic story of a seventies low–life, strung out on drugs, sex, and rock'n'roll, scored with a clipped version of The Stones' greatest hits album. A crackling performance with Singer centerstage, battering herelf (with all manner of food products) and the image of acceptable behavior. In a jeering way, Singer tears at the skin of regressive seventies culture with post–feminist fingernails. (Excerpt, 10 mins)