Update: staff profile volunteer needed; LGBT film and discount offer
Volunteer needed for staff profiles on recruitment webpages
Human Resources need a volunteer to come forward to be profiled on the Meet Our People page within the recruitment webpages. The profiles include a small biography and a photo. For more information, contact Jo Thompson (j.thompson@yorksj.ac.uk).
LGBT film at City Screen and York Pride wristband offer
On Tuesday 1 July, City Screen will be showing a film about a rather eccentric gay man. City Screen is one of the many businesses to have signed up to this year’s York Pride Wristband Scheme, offering a wealth of discounts across the city, and you can make use of their offer by going to see this film. (Wristbands are still on sale.) Dave Taylor, City Screen’s Marketing Manager, said the following:
Anyone with a York Pride wristband for 2014 can save £5 off the cost of the adult Picturehouse Membership at City Screen. Free previews, £2 off films, and 10% off food and drinks in the Riverside Café-Bar and The Basement awaits! Plus you’ll get three free tickets… one of which you might like to chance on this little gem on Tuesday 1 July…
Once a muse for Salvador Dalí and Andy Warhol, Drako Zarharzar is now The Man Whose Head Exploded in this compelling documentary by Toby Amies, a complex, oddly moving portrait of a wheezing amnesiac who, in his 75 years, danced at the Palladium, dealt drugs to the Stones, and survived two near-fatal accidents with scant memory of it all. Just as extraordinary is Drako’s Brighton home: a hoarder’s paradise festooned with forget-me-nots and wallpapered with gay porn – itself a memento, perhaps, of a youth long supplanted by browning toenails.
Amies doesn’t shy from venturing into uncomfortable areas: he finds a niche amid this clutter, and – prompted by the vintage members looming into shot – heads off issues of exploitation, framing Drako honestly as a spiky, singular sort, stubbornly resistant to the change he’s being nudged towards.
As in Terry Zwigoff’s Crumb, the laying bare of one man’s fetishes proves pungently compelling – Amies’ up-close-and-personal approach is such that one can practically smell Drako’s bedsheets – but so much else about this story, about this life, also lingers.
