Oncle Yanco

Agnes Varda went to San Francisco to promote her film "Les Creatures". Tom Luddy on Pacific Film Archives told her : "There is a man called Varda on a boat in Sausalito. Are you related?". "I dont know, lets find out" Agnes Varda replied.

They went there on a thursday and met this Yanco (Jean Varda) who was the cousin of her fathers. So she made this little movie about this old man, living on a boat with his hippie friends, making a living as a painter.

Altogether a nice little film, a typical Varda movie.

A gentle tribute to an older relative of Agnès Varda, a man she'd never met who in 1967 was living on a makeshift houseboat among other artists and hippies in Sausalito. There are little flashes of Varda's beautiful touch, such as that transparent red heart, but overall this one didn't dazzle me as so much of her other work does. Uncle Yanco comments on the peace movement, the family tree, how he perceives art, the need to connect to nature via sailing, and how "hell is doing what you don't want to," the latter after getting up from a nap. It's pretty fascinating to see the colors in his artwork and relate them to the Director's use of color in her films, and it's clear they are kindred spirits. Perhaps his lament that "there is a tragic difference between what you imagine and what you paint" is universal to all artists as well. It's inoffensive in its 18 minute run time, but not all that stirring, despite what I assume had great personal meaning to Varda.

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.

The documentary Oncle Yanco (1967) was shown in the U.S. with the title "Uncle Yanco." It was written and directed by Agnès Varda.

Varda was in San Franciso, and one of her friends told her that there was a man named Varda living on a houseboat in nearby Sausalito. They drove to Sausalito and found Jean "Yanco" Varda. He was, indeed, related to Agnès. Her father and Yanco were cousins. So, although they had a blood relationship, Yanco wasn't really her uncle. However, it would be difficult to use "First Cousin Once Removed Yanco" as a film title.

Like Frederick Wiseman--but unlike Michael Moore--Varda doesn't usually include herself in her documentaries. However, clearly she needed to be filmed in this case, because one of the virtues of this movie was to watch the interaction between Yanco and Agnes.

As it turns out, Yanco was well known in Sausalito, because he was an excellent artist, and a very welcoming host on his houseboat. Many young people came to visit Yanco to eat, talk, and make music.

This movie isn't too profound, at least on the surface, but it's a delight to watch. It's colorful and interesting, and there's a real charm to Agnes building a relationship with an older man whom she had had never met him before and now was discovered to be her uncle.

We saw this movie on the large screen at the Dryden Theatre in the George Eastman Museum in Rochester, NY. We in the Rochester area are fortunate to be able to watch a retrospective of Varda's films, cosponsored by Rochester Institute of Technology and the Eastman Museum.

I'm sure the movie doesn't play often in theaters, but it will work pretty well on the small screen. Some of the grandeur of the setting will be lost, but the interactions will work on DVD. It's worth seeking out.

Varda wisely pulled the plug on this old windbag twenty minutes in. Some nice Hippie eye candy, though.