the spirit of the times
We here at zeitgeistfilms.tumblr.com feel that we abuse the “we” that so often adorns this blog. Who are “we”?
Are we the physical manifestation of Zeitgeist Films, the Spirit of the times itself, invisible on the wind but ever-present in your mind?
Are we Nancy Gerstman and Emily Russo, smart, classy ladies among the first to recognize the talent of Todd Haynes?
No, sadly, we are not. They’re busy finding movies you’ll like.
We are but two young, ceaselessly-drowsy hominids, each of whom has dedicated a few words to describing the other below, that you might direct your love and/or internet-ire towards us after each and every post (unless otherwise noted).
Molly is either from Jersey or Philly (#semantics). It’s not clear whether she came to New York specifically to attend Tisch School of the Arts or if she just wanted to facilitate drunken meals with her grandmother. Whatever her reason, New York, NYU, her grandma, and a bunch of other people (especially people in need of a scary-efficient producer) are pretty jazzed to have her around. This made Molly’s four months as a BBC production intern in London a lot less fulfilling for the aforementioned city/university/people.
Molly is a fabulous liar, earning a place on the wall at Katz’s Deli for her role a writer-producer of TV’s universally-lauded “Mad Men”. Though she was relieved when Matt Weiner and AMC worked through those precarious negotiations of months past, Molly made great use of her time off, writing a feature-length screenplay (making her a Sloan Foundation Grant finalist) and producing a 90-second spot (currently among ten finalists) for Porsche’s “My Daily Magic” filmmaking contest. She also produced a bunch of student films, but you guys just care about the Porsche thing.
Though Molly’s taste in film is of the highest caliber, you can often find her at opening night shows of more accessible fare, such as Burlesque, Country Strong, and (upcoming) whatever that movie is that Hilary Duff just got fired from. She watches Jaws twice every Fourth of July, is terrified of thunderstorms, and has permanently partitioned 40% of her brain to plotting the adoption of some kind of adorable animal that’s definitely not allowed in her building.
She tried to keep her weekly volunteer work a secret, but getting up before 5AM to go do soup-kitcheny things is something that shows on a person’s face.
Rachel is a funny person even though she’s from Pittsburgh. Apparently unfit for the commercial steel industry, she came to New York to study writing for film and TV, and coffee brewing. I met her in a freshman sound design class at NYU where on the 2nd day she brought in that clip from Closer where Jude Law has “sex” with Clive Owen in an internet chatroom. And I was like, “who is this person who brings that to a 9am class?” We later were digital media interns at The Moth, where during a roadshow we accidentally locked her car in a parking garage overnight. Still sorry about that, dude.
Rachel is the proud owner of a giant bear suit, which has come in handy for more situations than one might expect, and her book and DVD collection shames most public libraries. She’s done film things in Ireland and Cuba (even though you’re not supposed to go to Cuba), is a former Gawker and BBC America intern, and was a Sloan Grant Finalist for a feature screenplay this year. In her spare time, Rachel is a dance hall queen, Spanish speaker, reality television connoisseur and avocado advocate. She idolizes Jane Fonda and Sigorney Weaver, and if ANYONE knows where she can get a pair of the shoes Ripley wears in Aliens, please let us know. Generally if a post is clever and well-written, you can bet that Rachel wrote it.
Aaaaaand, there you have we. Us. Whatever.
We wish you a happy weekend!
- Rachel and Molly