|   | From The 
        New York Times (May 1, 1994) by Douglas 
        Coupland A number 
        of American friends have noted a particular flavor they cannot quite identify 
        in the new film "Thirty-Two Short Films About Glenn Gould." 
        They wondered if it had something to do with its being Canadian. Herewith 
        some thoughts on the matter. 
        Growing 
          up in Canada, we were forced in school to watch movies by the National 
          Film Board of Canada, which helped make this film. Everyone in class 
          groaned when N.F.B. shorts began. N.F.B. films were like industrial 
          movies that only incidentally focused on human beings instead of zinc. 
          Even to 10-year-olds, they seemed like cultural inoculation. The 60's 
          and 70's were a sexy, happening time. It seemed that the Canadian esthetic, 
          whatever that might be, was on the cusp of articulation. The N.F.B. 
          was part of this. Norman 
          McLaren was a pioneer Canadian animator whose experimental cartoons 
          were endlessly shown to school children courtesy of the N.F.B. Some 
          of his work appears in this movie. Don McKellar, 
          the film's co-writer, is in his 30's and most certainly saw countless 
          N.F.B. films as a child. A famous 
          series of N.F.B. short films was called "Hinterland Who's Who." 
          It had as its trademark the call of the loon, a sound that now evokes 
          in many Canadians who watched this program a sense of primal patriotism 
          infinitely greater than even the national anthem. Canada 
          is a cold country; its relatively sparse humanity is separated by vast 
          distances. Canada 
          has more pay telephones per capita than any other country. Glenn 
          Gould was a phone freak. The movie 
          features rotary phones, which now seem oddly primitive. Gould 
          died before the arrival of Touch-Tone dialing, voice mail, pagers and 
          cordless phones. Irony! Gould's 
          telephoning patterns had much in common with those of Howard Hughes. 
          Both men would call anyone, anywhere, at any time of day or night. Back in 
          the 1970's, Howard Hughes lived for a year or so in the Bayshore Inn 
          hotel in Vancouver. Rumor had it that his assistants would rearrange 
          the furniture and say, "You're in Puerto Vallarta now, Mr. Hughes," 
          and he wouldn't know the difference. Where 
          is Gould buried? I once visited Marshall McLuhan's grave, north of Toronto. 
          Its tombstone, flush with the grass, read "The truth shall set 
          you free" in the futuristic computer-style writing favored in the 
          sexy 1960's. The movie 
          features big, flat, boat-type cars - mattresses on wheels. - Glenn Gould 
          liked Arrowroot cookies. And ketchup. After seeing the movie, audiences 
          will find this sort of detail sticking in the mind long after other 
          facts have vanished. Glenn 
          Gould was left-handed. Pills 
          he took: Valium, Trifluoperazine, Phenobarbital, Librax, Aldomet, Clonidine, 
          Indocin, Hydrochlorothiazide, Fiorinal, Phenylbutazone, Gravol and Allopurinol. 
          Not all 
          the music in the film is classical. One of the short segments, set in 
          a diner, uses "Downtown" by Petula Clark. The film 
          captures certain flavors of the Canadian architectural landscape high 
          modernist architecture refracted through the Ontario lens, which equates 
          ornament with sin; Lake Superior motels with knotty pine walls. When I 
          was 22, I bought a Glenn Gould cassette, knowing nothing of Gould's 
          tendency to hum during recordings. I thought there was a defect in the 
          tape and tried to return it. Gould 
          was freaked out about turning 49 because the digits added up to 13. 
          He died 
          of a stroke in 1982 at the age of 50. He seems 
          to have been surrounded by reams and reams of manuscripts and books 
          - engulfed by information. Some cities 
          visited by him while he toured: Salzburg, Stockholm, Berlin, Wiesbaden, 
          Florence, Tel Aviv, Jerusalem. His final performance was in Los Angeles, 
          in 1964. The documentary 
          film may well be Canada's one true art form. Yehudi 
          Menuhin says of Gould and of Gould's decision to stop performing live: 
          "I think that - like all people who try to rationalize their position, 
          who do what they want at any cost and then seek some sort of universal 
          justification - he fell into a trap. A trap where he dwelt a little 
          too much on the morality of his decision." Gould 
          was obsessed with the Arctic and dreamed of spending an entire winter 
          above the Arctic Circle. The film 
          reflects Gould's obsession with solitude - with the lone figure finding 
          solace in an empty landscape. Much of the Canadian identity seems to 
          stem from having to define empirically the essence of self inside a 
          sparse landscape. The movie 
          features a few shots of Gould brooding his way across a frozen lake, 
          which do, only briefly, make one pine for a fast-forward button. But 
          isn't that what the Canadian winter is all about? From a 
          very early age, Gould began, Michael Jackson-like, wearing fingerless 
          gloves. Used in 
          the movie: NASA stock; moving X-rays, early 60's black-and-white news 
          stock; a page from Gould's personal diary; interviews with subtitles; 
          animation; still photographs of pills. From the 
          end of the movie: "In the fall of 1977, the U.S. Government sent 
          two ships, Voyager 1 and 2, into space. . . . A variety of messages 
          were placed on board that would be capable of communicating the existence 
          of an intelligent creature living on a planet called Earth. Among these 
          was included a short prelude by Johann Sebastian Bach, as performed 
          by Glenn Gould. Voyagers 1 and 2 left our solar system, respectively, 
          in 1987 and 1989. "Thirty-Two 
          Short Films About Glenn Gould," strangely, does capture the feeling 
          of being Canadian.   
           
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