I thought I’d share with you a blog I wrote for CinemATL Magazine about the documentary “‘Tis Autumn : The Search for Jackie Paris,” that screened at the Rome International Film Festival this past September (The film documents the life of Jackie Paris, who showed great promise as a jazz singer/guitarist then vanished into obscurity):
I had not heard of Jackie Paris prior to seeing the posting for the film ‘Tis Autumn: The Search for Jackie Paris in the RIFF program. And being a jazz lover, I decided to give it a look and discover who Jackie Paris is.
Unfortunately, the search continues: For me, and the film’s director Raymond De Felitta.
I arrived in Rome on Saturday behind schedule. I had to skip our gathering at the Waterfront Bar and Grill and go straight to the DeSoto to pick up my pass and head over to the first film I was assigned to cover. After that, I hooked up with some of the CinemATL staff for a minute, then rushed off to a second screening. Leaving that screening, I thought I had enough down time to compose and post my first write up before ‘Tis Autumn began. I was not finished by the time the film started, and opted to finish my write up and go into screening late: A complete disregard for my personal doctrine of punctuality. As it turned out, I was not five or ten minutes late – as I was for the other screenings, but forty minutes late.
In that, I missed De Felitta’s examination of Paris’ early life and rise to the height of his career success before a change in the music scene brought on his premature downfall. I could only make a guess about it based on subsequent interviews with friends, critics and others: Paris grew up in a rough environment that brought out in him a nasty temper that possibly hampered his chances and opportunities for commercial success. But I didn’t miss [displays of] his musicianship: The ability to elicit the cool, soothing sounds from the jazz guitar, and vocal stylings that I can only liken to a dish smartly seasoned as to accent the main ingredient rather than overtake it. And the voice: Smooth like Sinatra or King Cole’s, with a suggestion of roughness that gives it its distinction, and that can blend with another singer’s so beautifully that you think it was one singer. It’s a mystery why Paris never became as well known as his contemporaries like Sinatra and Cole.
But watching that last hour of the documentary, I got the impression that it was a mystery to De Felitta as well. In fact, everything about Paris’ life was mysterious. De Felitta was deeply affected by Paris’ music from the first time he heard it, but could find virtually nothing about the man himself. In March of 2004, De Felitta learned that Paris was doing a few club dates in Manhattan, and work on ‘Tis Autumn began. Paris would live only twelve weeks after the first of the interviews.
De Felitta admits that he had trouble finding answers to many of his questions about Paris, even in talking to the man himself. One example is De Felitta’s attempt to verify that Paris had a child from his first marriage (which De Felitta learned unexpectedly) When asked point blank, Paris denied any children. Yet after Paris’ death, De Felitta was able to track down the first wife, and the son whom Paris never met but knew he had. De Felitta and Paris seemed to have a relationship that reminds me of the friendship shared by filmmaker Clay Walker (The Cole Nobody Knows) and his subject Freddie Cole. But where I believe Cole was open with Walker, Paris seemed at times to hold back, staring off into space. In his eyes, anything from regret, pain, anger to sorrow was evident. De Felitta says that many questions were unanswered during those twelve weeks.
When all is said and done, De Felitta quotes Orson Welles: “It’s good that we know little of artists like Shakespeare and Cervantes, so that we can appreciate their art all the more.” For De Felitta, he has learned all he can and still knows nothing, but still has the body of Paris’ music to appreciate. For me, I have a still incomplete knowledge of Paris. But even with the little of his music that I heard in the last hour of the film, I have in that ignorance an appreciation for Jackie Paris. I’m more likely to seek the music – fortunately, some of his music is available on CD – than the knowledge. Yeah, I’ll Google him or look for him in some books at work. But the music – his art – is more likely to pull a smile from this gloomy writer than a few factoids.
Related web sites:
www.cinematl.com - CinemATL Magazine. An e-zine reporting on film in Atlanta, Georgia and the southeast, to which I’m a contributing writer.
http://www.hangoverlounge.com/ - “‘Tis Autumn : The Search for Jackie Paris” website. Latest news on the documentary.
http://www.riff.tv/ - Rome International Film Festival. Well worth the drive and weekend!
http://www.planbproductions.com/Freddy_Cole.html - “The Cole Nobody Knows” website. An excellent short documentary about Freddy Cole, the younger and overlooked brother of Nat “King” Cole who’s finally getting his place in the sun. Made by Atlanta filmmaker Clay Walker.
www.jackieparis.com - A website dedicated to the man himself. Contains biographical information, discography, and a downloadable sample of Paris’ singing and guitar playing.
Unfortunately, there are no materials on Jackie Paris available through PINES.