The sculptor begins most of his newest installations with a model of theintended space.
Photo by Tyler Rudick
"At first you just stick stuff up and accept it," he laughed, saying that muchof the real placement work can only happen as he moves around the pieces onsite.
Photo by Tyler Rudick
Shapiro new Rice Gallery installation opens Thursday, Feb. 2
Photo by Tyler Rudick
Gravity is the ultimate friend and enemy to the sculptor... and since the launch of his career in the late '60s, Joel Shapiro experienced plenty of the sublime beauty and mean-spirited wrath provided by this basic universal phenomenon.
But who says you can't take a stand?
For his installation at the Rice Gallery, which opens Thursday night, Shapiro is taking Earth's gravitational pull head-on — suspending his trademark rectangular masses in mid-air whether the laws of natural physics like it or not.
"I wanted to get away from gravity," Shapiro said. "Once I did, it was very liberating for me."
Last week, the celebrated sculptor toured a small group of Houston reporters around his hanging multi-colored wooden planks and boxes. Industrial-strength nylon twine, ranging in color from gray to black, held the pieces in place.
"You know, it's surprisingly hard to make a nice box," Shapiro laughed, pointing to a floating coffin-sized mass of spruce as he weaved through his collection of large floating shapes. The tour group looked like it had been inserted into a three-dimensional Russian Constructivist painting.
Shapiro said he and his studio two assistants were slightly concerned about how the installation would hold up during a possibly opening night. So far, he joked, there have been no art accidents since he started presenting these hanging works in the early 2000s.
The artist's sculptural output has become increasing less figurative in recent decades, shedding many of the abstracted humanoid forms that defined much of his work throughout the 1970s and '80s. With his new large-scale installations, he hopes to "take his art off the floor" and allow each element to interact with minimal architectural constraint.
"I wanted to get away from gravity," he said. "Once I did, it was very liberating for me."
The new installation opens with a free public reception Thursday from 5 to 7 p.m. at the Rice University Art Gallery, featuring remarks by Joel Shapiro at 6 p.m. as well as complimentary beer from Saint Arnold Brewing Company. The work will be on view through March 18.
One of the oddest things about the blockbuster era we live in is that while Disney owns the rights to the majority of Marvel comic book characters, Sony Pictures owns the rights to Spider-Man and any affiliated characters. Since they’re sharing Spider-Man himself with Disney, Sony has been trying to capitalize on those rights by making stand-alone films using niche characters that only comic book fanatics would know.
Having exhausted Venom and whiffed on attempts with Morbius and Madame Web, they’re trying again with Kraven the Hunter. Also known as Sergei Kravinoff, Kraven (Aaron Taylor-Johnson) is a self-styled vigilante who, as the film tells it, travels the world exacting vengeance on the truly bad people of the world. He’s the son of Nikolai (Russell Crowe), a hard-edged Russian oligarch, and brother to Dmitri (Fred Hechinger), who is relatively weak compared to the rest of his family.
The origin story has Kraven gaining his animal-like powers - including super-strength, speed, and jumping abilities - as a teenager from a mysterious serum given to him by a girl named Calypso (played as an adult by Ariana DeBose) after he was mauled by a lion. The two maintain a tenuous partnership as adults, with Calypso helping him hunt down other villains like Aleksei Sytsevich (Alessandro Nivola) and The Foreigner (Christopher Abbott).
Directed by J.C. Chandor and written by Richard Wenk, Art Marcum, and Matt Holloway, the film looks and feels enormously lazy, something made merely to hold on to potentially valuable intellectual property. Other than the tense family dynamic between the Kravinovs, little makes sense in the story. Kraven has an indecipherable moral code that has him going after poachers - because he’s part lion? - in addition to other high-powered criminals, with no clear goal except to … get back at his father?
The laziness extends to the action scenes, which feature Kraven being mostly impervious to any damage, whether it’s hand-to-hand combat, knives, or guns. The CGI-heavy scenes don’t even allow moviegoers to enjoy an R-rated bloody free-for-all, as all of the blood splatter is computer-generated, too. Since apparently one Spider-Man villain is not enough, three others make appearances with abilities that are under-explained and CGI that is poorly done.
That’s not even counting Calypso, another Spider-Man villain whose purpose in this film is nebulous at best. Her early connection with Kraven is so coincidental as to be laughable, and her continued reasons for helping him as an adult strain credulity as well. The only saving grace of her presence is that the filmmakers don’t try to shoehorn romance into the plot; perhaps they’re saving that for the (inevitable?) sequel.
Taylor-Johnson has had one of the most prolific-yet-anonymous careers in modern Hollywood, with appearances in big films like The Fall Guy, Bullet Train, and Tenet that have made very little impact. Even as the star here, he fails to hold your attention, with the story and visuals doing him no favors. DeBose has followed up her Oscar win for West Side Story with schlock like I.S.S., Argylle, and this, which doesn’t bode well for her career. At least Crowe gets to chew the scenery.
With a contractual inability to mention the name “Spider-Man,” movies like Kraven the Hunter exist in a weird area that forces filmmakers to make up stories for characters to which most people have no attachment. And just like Sony’s previous efforts, it is a very poor way to spend two hours in a movie theater; avoid at all costs.
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Kraven the Hunter opens in theaters on December 13.