Uncle Yanco

Since Agnès Varda died recently, I decided to watch one of her movies. "Oncle Yanco" ("Uncle Yanco" in English) is a short documentary that the cineaste made during a brief stay in California. The focus is a relative of hers from Greece, now living a hippie lifestyle in Sausalito and respected by his community.

One thing that Yanco - actually named Jean Varda - mentions is that Greece was under a military junta at the time. This man was well informed about the world. Varda herself appears briefly in the doc to introduce Yanco. It's not any sort of deep philosophical work, but it's hard not to like seeing someone get to meet a long lost relative on the other side of the world. Definitely see it.

While in California, Varda made a documentary about a Black Panther rally the following year. Also see that one.

This was an immensely charming short, like given a desert - maybe of Greek origin, who's to say - that is hardy but can melt in your mouth so easily. This Uncle Yanco, who looks like a more cheerful late era David Crosby, is someone who I'd like to think my mother needs to watch this, aside from its light tone she (and many others) would take a liking to because he has mapped put and can trace his lineage and we see a family tree. I'm always fascinated by that stuff too, where people date back to or how far we can look at someone, and in this case Varda was really "Vardas" going back to the 12 century and... well, I don't want to spoil more of the fun, right?

This is fluff, but it's made with a love and sincerity for the subject that can't be separated from how Agnes is playing with the form, down to including outtakes of a moment that she is recreating with her subject of when the two met (naturally no camera at that time, so what else is a filmmaker of her stamina going to do but recreate it). We see how it's paramount for him to sail on his boat (no motor); we see his paper creations of small works of art dealing with hid Orthodox religion; and his philosophies with a literal door opening and closing for his thoughts, like he's some side character on Sesame Street (early era I might add).

I wish I had an Uncle like Yanco, so deadpan against the Establishment (they smell so bad), so happy to be where he is in life with his family and on that house boat. Don't we all wish we had someone like this in our lives? Cinema can give us these windows into reality.

Although this movie has been shot in the US by a French/Belgian director it has a truly Balkan feel to it.

Maybe that was what felt close to home.

The documentary isn't very deep but it's peaceful, colorful and interesting.

Also, I may or may not have a soft spot for hippies and the 60's.

If you're interested in the hippie culture you may even call it nostalgic.

Thanks, Agnes Varda, I had never thought that a documentary would be so pleasant to watch.

In 1967, Agnes Varda visits a distant cousin in Sausalito. He pontificates, displays his collages, and discusses genealogy for anyone interested. Harmless.

Euro doc filmmaker Agnès Varda visits a relative she knows little about. It's Jean Varda aka Uncle Yanco. He's a Greek immigrant living in America for the last 27 years. He's a bohemian artist living on a houseboat in San Francisco. He talks about history, family, friends, and his art.

I love all the houseboats and him talking about his neighbors in the opening. I guess his art is interesting in an outsider way. I still love his painted sailboat more than any of his paintings. It's an interesting look at the outsider lifestyle from a true outsider. I would like insight into his hanger-on friends. It needs scenes with them having a cook-out, a smoke-out, and a love-in. It does have Uncle Yanco interrupting that couple making out. I also want a visit with the houseboat neighbor with all the animals or that really cool looking houseboat. This is a nice little weekend visit.