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September 12, 2007



There's a documentary filmmaker named Les Blank who in the "Sensurround" era played around with something he called "SuperSmellaround." A couple of his movies focused on New Orleans and Cajun life and cooking, and one year they were shown on Thanksgiving evening at the University Art Museum's Pacific Film Archive in Berkeley (this was before I had anything else to do on Thanksgiving). Part of the ticket was for a dinner afterward. During one of the scenes inside a New Orleans kitchen, where you're watching big pots of red beans and rice and crawfish getting cooked, suddenly the same smell (blown in from the museum's restaurant, I guess) starts wafting through the theater. I guess it was a pretty low-tech approach to creating the effect ...


Re: the above: http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A18754-2005Mar8.html?nav=hcmodule


I love this idea. But, I also loved that damned movie--I always wanted to turn purple and look like a grape. One of my favorite movies ever.

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