This short can be found on Youtube. I’m not sure whether it’s a prank or what, but it’s certainly… different. I am amused.
[Edit: Apparently this has even less to do with Antigua and/or Barbuda than I thought. Marco Romano (who seems to have cornered the market for films from San Marino) does not seem to be from that part of the world, so perhaps he’s just marked the film as being from there on IMDB for giggles.]
The Church. Marco Romano. 2016. Antigua and Barbuda.
Antiguan Smile Cocktail
- 1 part crème de banane
- 2 parts white rum
- 4 parts pineapple juice
Shake with and and strain into an ice-filled glass. Garnish with an orange wedge and a cherry.
This documentary short is on Youtube.
It’s more of an American film than a Micronesian film, but it’s about a “student missionary” (?) who’s stationed in Micronesia. (He wanted to go to South Korea or China or basically anywhere in that area, but (surprise surprise) those places were too racist to accept him, so he ended up in Pohnpei.)
I suspect that this may have been produced as an inspirational video for other “missionaries”, and as such I think it’s probably successful? It’s shot pretty well, and the editing is mostly fine, but there are some really awkward bits, too.
So, I dunno. It’s a kinda pointless thing to watch.
Who I Am. Andrew Lloren. 2015. Micronesia.
- a whole fresh drinking coconut
- pineapple juice
- dark rum
Chop the top off the chilled coconut. Pour some of the coconut juice out and pour pineapple juice and dark rum into it. Dry the top of the coconut and dab some rum over it. Light the rum on fire. Douse the fire and then serve with a straw.
Nauru has the
Bizarrely enough, when I looked it up on the tablet (to do the balcony die shot shown below), Youtube claims that the film is unavailable, but it shows it just fine on Linux…
Anyway, it’s a home movie? What can I say?
Nauru 1973. Unknown. 1973. Nauru.
Nauru Iced Coffee
- ground coffee
Pour the coffee and the cold water into a container and stir. Let sit at room temperature for eight hours. Filter the coffee. Pour into an ice-filled glass, about half-way up. Add sugar, milk and rum to taste.
I added the rum to the recipe.
I found this on Vimeo. Finding films from South Sudan isn’t easy, and this is more of an American experimental/documentary short than South Sudanese (that’s a word, right?) film. But it’s shot in South Sodan, so
I liked the film: It’s inventive and affecting, but I also wonder what the people who appeared in it would think about it. It seems like they might be assuming that they’re appearing in a straight-up documentary, and instead it’s a … I’m not sure what. Exploitative experiment? A personal psycho-drama? Just farting around?
The film-maker is talented, though.
Ten Minutes is Two Hours. Patrick Kennelly. 2013. South Sudan.
- hibuscus flowers
Soak 1 part of hibiscus flowers in 2 parts of room temperature water for three hours. Add six more parts of water and 1 part sugar (or according to taste). Pour into an ice-filled glass and add rum to taste. Stir until cold.
I added the rum to the recipe.
The cold-brewed hibiscus certainly gives it a smoother taste than the other hibiscus drinks I’ve been concocting from this region.
I found this documentary on Amazon, and it’s really more of a British film than an Omaranian (that’s a word, right) film. But
It’s a straight-up propaganda film about scrappy, idealistic British mercenaries (and soldiers? the film is vague on that point) protecting Oman (and thereby, the rest of the world) from the spread of evil, eeeeevil Communism.
It’s not very effective as propaganda goes, I think, because it’s so ham-fisted: The only voices we hear are British. I mean, literally.
Operation Oman. Tristan Ofield. 2014. Oman.
- lemon juice
- simple suryp
- mint leaves
Run everything through a blender with ice. Pour into a glass.
(The original recipe was without the rum.)
I guess this is more of an Iranian film than a Tajikistani (that’s a word, right?) film, but
And, wow! What an unexpected delight! An honest-to-goodness avant garde film! Yay! If I had known that this was an Iranian film, this wouldn’t have come as such a surprise, seeing as Iran is really the cultural power house of the region.
I don’t know whether the actors are purposefully stiff or whether they’re just not, er, actors, but the stilted quality lends a further sheen to the strange proceedings. Very Bressonesque.
But to be honest, most of the film I was going “Don’t fuck it up! Don’t start making ‘sense’!” And it almost made it all the way; deliciously obscure. If it had only stopped before the very last scene, which was hokey in all the wrong ways.
But it’s otherwise riveting.
The Silence. Mohsen Makhmalbaf. 1998. Tajikistan.
Boulder Tangerine Bourbon Sour
- 24 parts bourbon
- 8 parts lemon tea
- 8 parts simple syrup
- 1 part lime juice
- 3 parts lemon juice
Shake with ice. Pour into an ice-filled glass. Garnish with a cherry and a slice of orange.