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June 24, 2007

Who Killed the Electric Car?



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Have you heard of the Honda EV1?

Unless you lived in California in the 1990s, chances are you've never seen or heard of Honda's electric vehicle. The car debuted in 1996 and were only available for lease. Ten years later, when the leases were up, every last EV1 was recalled and destroyed.

The documentary, Who Killed the Electric Car? asks: Why?

The film points at the usual suspects: big oil, battery companies, car companies, government. Only briefly does it consider consumer demand, skirting over the fact that most people driving EV1's were multi-million dollar movie stars and CEOs.

Still, despite its overwhelming leftward stance (aren't all documentaries these days?), it's a great story. Of all interviewees, the shining star is Chelsea Sexton, former EV1 Sales Specialist and current Executive Director of Plug In America, a coalition that advocates for the preservation and manufacture of electric vehicles and plug-in hybrids. She exudes love for the EV1, her "baby", and it's impossible not to sympathize with her as she cries through her eulogy at EV1's "funeral".

It's a movie worth watching. But it's also worth wondering - what would a movie of this kind be like if it were truly unbiased? What do automakers have to say when they aren't playing defense?

NPR recently aired an interview with Lee Iacocca, former CEO of Chrysler, who admits that American car companies simply missed the boat on electric vehicles and hybrids, paving the way for Toyota to take over as world's' biggest car company. "It seems to me we need something like the Manhattan Project," Iacocca says. "We need some urgency saying, 'Here's what we should be doing. We've got to get off fossil fuels.'"

Who Killed the Electric Car? features a clip of EV activists line up outside a car lot full of EV1's destined for the shredder. The protesters are a peaceful, meager lot, dutifully wearing their hand-painted signs and carefully manicured dreadlocks. They look hopelessly weak and powerless against the army of EV-stacked semi trucks (less intimidating are the portly police officers and their silly batons).

If activists are powerless to "save" the electric car, then maybe people with power, money and ingenuity can save the day. I'd like to see Who Will Save the Electric Car?, a film about automakers, moneyed inventors, and adamant car nerds. Something that builds excitement rather than resentment.

I close with another quote from Mr. Iacocca, as seen in The Boston Globe:


I am most impressed by those who are dedicated to giving something back. I admire the genuine philanthropic spirit of Bill Gates and Warren Buffett. They are a refreshing counterbalance to the many examples of corporate greed we've seen in the last decade - the guys getting led away in handcuffs...

I have to confess that like many business people - especially in the car industry - I came late to enlightenment on global warming and the energy crisis. But now I'm making up for lost time. Automakers have to get aggressive about building hybrids. Why is General Motors building Hummers? That doesn't make sense. I'll go a step further: I think we should raise the gas tax and spend the money on developing alternatives to oil. Let's face it, finding more oil does not constitute an energy policy.

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June 22, 2007

Meet the Freegans: Gleaners in New York


the wastes of capitalism are delicious
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Trash, it's what's for dinner.

Last year, I discovered The Gleaners and I, a French documentary about people who subsist on what other's throw away. Submerse yourself in this beautiful little film and emerge with a new sense of opportunity to re-use more and waste less.

Today, the New York Times has a story on gleaners' American counterpart, the self-named "freegans". Different name, same idea:

Freegans are scavengers of the developed world, living off consumer waste in an effort to minimize their support of corporations and their impact on the planet, and to distance themselves from what they see as out-of-control consumerism. They forage through supermarket trash and eat the slightly bruised produce or just-expired canned goods that are routinely thrown out, and negotiate gifts of surplus food from sympathetic stores and restaurants.

The freegans of New York City and the gleaners of France do differ in one aspect: community. The gleaners seem a lonely lot, scavaging in solitude for their humble meal of potato and onion. Freegans embrace community:

As rigorous and radical as the freegan world view can be, there is also something quaint about the movement, at least the version that Mr. Weissman promotes, with its embrace of hippie-ish communal activities and its household get-togethers that rely for diversion on conversation rather electronic entertainment.

Decrease dependance on pre-made packaged foods and frozen ready-meals. Increase time spent with friends and family. Cook more meals together. Have more fun. Be happier. The end.

See also:
* freegan.info
* The Gleaners and I on IMDB
* New York Times article

June 10, 2007

Documentaries that rule

In no particular order:

Enron

The Corporation

The Up Series

The Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill

The Gleaners and I

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Fast, Cheap and Out of Control

This peculiar film documents the passions of four genius freaks: a lion trainer, a topiary scultor, a mole rat specialist, and a robot scientist.

Interspersed with interviews are tangentially related out-takes: an old b/w about a fat boy in a tarzan suit, robot research vids, and the odd cartoon. I'm not really sure how everything worked together. It is somewhat interesting that all of their obsessions were animal in nature: the gardener carved elephants and giraffes out of bushes; the mole rat guy adored the naked rodents for their insect-like behavior; the robotics dork wanted to build his own animals with machines; the lion trainer wanted to control wild animals with a whip and a chair.

But aside from this tertiary relationship, my interest was held only by the perplexity of the presentation. From the interviews themselves, I had a difficult time sensing the unusualness of their passion. Of the four freaks, only the roboticist and the mole man exuded pride in their work. And yet we didn't really get to see them AT work, aside from a couple clips of robot-man eating cake with the rest of the MIT geek squad.

On a more personal note, I didn't really like the lion trainer bit. Too many images of caged lions, muzzled bears, and elephants in chains. And don't get me started on the damn face-painting.

I give this film two stars: worth watching if you stumble upon it on PBS, but if youu're paying to rent a documentary, go with The Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill.

February 04, 2007

"3 DVD's Starring Keanu Reeves"

The Stoke Newington Library is a hodge podge of many things, very few of them organized. A few months ago I found William Gibson's "Pattern Recognition" making eyes at "Sex and the Single Sister" while "Secrets of the Sexually Satisfied Woman" looked on like a jilted lover.

Today's gem is "3 DVD's Starring Keanu Reaves". Three classics, if you don't mind! This is essential cinema for the true Keanu aficionado, but a mere freebee for us less cultured Hackney dwellers.

The trio consists of "Johnny Mnemonic", "Chain Reaction", "Point Break", three films I've shamefully never seen... until now!

Tonight I watched "Point Break". Call me a sucker for Patrick Swayze in scuba, but this movie really grabbed me! The action was spot on, even for 1991, and the acting was decent for the most part, with the unfortunate exception of poor Keanu. But what can you do? Devote a box set of DVDs to his three worst movies, I guess?

August 09, 2006

Urban gleaning

UnripeLes Glaneurs et la glaneuse (The Gleaners & I) is a French documentary about people who deal in discards of the modern world. From potatoes to pants, steel to strawberries, gleaners take what the rest of the world throws away. The film itself doesn't awe me. The characters are interesting but the director's commentary is a bit self-involved (why is she so obsessed with getting old?).

But as I continue life post Les Glaneurs, I find myself acutely aware of all the gleaning going on around me. There's a homeless person picking food from the trash, I think "gleaning!" And look, a college student snagging a broken bookshelf from a dumpster.

"Gleaning!"

The fruits (haha) of my laborsI am also more in tune with opportunities for gleaning. Just the other day, I discovered a stretch of the New River Walk that is completely lined with blackberry bushes. You can literally walk down this stretch, picking and eating berries along the way. And it's the height of blackberry season! What a treat! This morning I headed back with a tupperware, and filled it with the ripe berries that practically fell off the bush as soon as I touched them. My plans? Aside from cereal? I'm thinking blackberry vinaigrette, and maybe some muffins if I'm feeling really domestic. The remaining berries get thrown in the freezer, ample fodder for a future smoothie.

On a less fun note, the film increased my awareness of waste. It's appalling how much we throw away. Did you know that Hackney (the borough I live in) doesn't recycle plastic? And speaking of plastic, London is brimming with plastic bags. You buy gum, you get a a bag. And if there's even a slight breeze, the window blows the blue plastic across the streets like tumbleweed. It doesn't stop until it intercepts an empty can of Stella Atois. When I think about it, the least offensive waste on the streets and sidewalks of London may actually be the doggy doo-doo. At least it's natural.

More photos from the day's adventures are on Flickr.

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