anything else going on in Hurst last night. Granted, we're not familiar with weeknight activities in Hurst, but the screening was sold out, which indicates some level of excitement.
Last night's premiere of the Electric Daisy Carnival Experience documentary was like watching a long music video. A really, really long music video. This film clocks in at over two hours.
However, this film could've gotten its point across in about 30 minutes. The crowd shots, and shots of the dancers, were repetitive; we saw the same dancers doing the same moves, filmed 20 different lovely ways, but it was still the same stuff on the screen.
There was, however, a lot of dancing. A good portion of the film was taken up by shots of elaborately costumed female dancers, who provided a theatrical tone to the concert. The head dance coordinator explained that, by putting the bikini-clad dancers in gas masks, she was trying to present a "different idea of what sexy is." Um, OK. They may be wearing gas masks, but in those skimpy outfits, no one is looking at their faces anyways. In fact, most of the crowd shots included scantily clad, extremely good-looking women.
Fans of EDM might enjoy seeing performers like Deadmau5, Benny Benassi, and Swedish House Mafia do their thing. However, sitting through two hours of this, with no discernible point or background information, seems like a bit much even for the most devoted EDM fan.
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Personal Bias: None that I can think of. I like EDM, although I'm not a rabid fan. I went to a rave once in the late '90s. This is a very youth-oriented movement, and I'm 30, so hopefully I'm not too old to still "get it".
Random Note: My mate is a rabid sports fan who lived in L.A. in the late '80s and attended many Raiders and Rams games at the coliseum where this was shot. When Rotella started talking about how there were 100,000 people in attendance, my partner scoffed. He later broke it down for me: The coliseum holds 75,000 people; although there were people on the field, 40 percent of the coliseum was blocked off. That leaves approximately 45,000 seats. A football field is 900 feet by 100 feet; at a concert, packed in like sardines, we estimated that if each person on the field took up a two foot by two foot space, and if you add in the number of folks in the seats, that brings the number of attendees to 50,000. As this was a two-day event, there were probably 100,000 people over the course of both days; the people in the film fail to mention this. I suppose it's more fun to toss around that 100,000 number and watch people's eyes pop.
By The Way: The audience in the Hurst movie theater was very young, and many were dressed in colorful rave outfits, which was really cool. We saw a guy in a mouse hat, a girl in a tutu with fuzzy legwarmers, and lots of colorful bracelets. The two cops posted at the door -- no doubt to contain the riots that might happen in a mall movie theater in Hurst -- seemed to be in good spirits.