Antonio Lopez 1970: Sex Fashion & Disco

Through James Crump's eye and Antonio Lopez & Juan Ramos' illustration and film archives we see the inside story of the 70's, designer's Karl Lagerfeld (in his true nature), artists Andy Warhol and the Factory + all the models like Donna Jordan & Pat Cleveland that brought to life his illustrations. Bill Cunningham at his most genuine & vulnerable. So many more names to mention. Just see it! I saw one of the premieres and was forever changed. it's the reason in the streaming age i had to own this on DVD to watch again & again.

Grazie Paul Caranicas, Donna Jordan and Director James Crump for sharing your personal stories!

The incredible talent of fashion illustrator Antonio Lopez is on full display in this documentary on his work and life. However, I just found the film itself to be too repetitive with its non-stop praise of Lopez and his flamboyant and whirlwind life style.

Set mostly in the 60's and 70's, Lopez, once his talent was recognized, became a noted illustrator in many of the top fashion publications of the day. The movie spends a great deal of time on his magnetic charisma and how he discovered many a top model and incorporated them into what became known as Antonio's Girls.

The doc also focuses on the vast number of relationships he had, mostly but not all gay, and his seemingly never ending fantasy land of a lifestyle. You'll recognize many a name of those that were in his so-called "posse" at one time or another.

All in all, I'll readily admit I know very little about the players in the fashion world, so it was interesting to see a spotlight on the most talented Lopez and the role he played in that world in those years. But, I wish the film had toned down its repetitiveness so that I didn't feel my neck was on a swivel trying to follow it all.

For those viewers concerned: there's loads of upper female nudity throughout. Plus, there were subtitles available on my DVD copy.

I made my debut in hedonistic NYC in 1976, 18 years old, four months after awarded Prom King, which I took as validation that I belonged on the disco dance floors where the elite meet. Scouted as a lost lamb in Times Square, I was instantly a desired and profitable stripper/hustler in the Gaiety All-Male Burlesque Theater. Homo GoGo Man: a boy who grew up in discoland. Working with street savvy local trade, I was mentored and modeled to quickly assimilate in the Land of Oz, far from my practical sensibilities of my home of origin. At 18, I had a lot of disposable income, and I was introduced to the superior atmosphere and cache of stores on the upper east side. Fiorucci was the "in" place to go not so much to shop (aside from their gold lame jeans, most of their clothes were international military attire), it was a place to hang out, even dance to the DJ orchestrated music. Today it may not have the exclusiveness that it had in 1976, but Bloomingdale's was the place to shop. The store's shopping bags could be seen dangling from the young, rich and beautiful, which bore the line drawing illustration of the face of super model Jerry Hall as composed by fashion illustrator Antonio Lopez. I just watched the Film Movement documentary by James Crump, 'Antonio Lopez: Sex, Fashion&Disco'. Jerry Hall was given satisfying screen time (I saw her as a human Barbie doll), but not one mention was made of that famous Bloomingdale's shopping bag. Christopher Duquette

This was a excellent piece "art house" celluloid! But I found it VERY interesting that it was rated only at 6.4, and most movies about war are rated so highly. Makes me wonder if this is the same thing that was attempted regarding the Black Panther movie. Subsequently the movie was awesome!

Antonio Lopez was pure talent, living in the fast lane with unbound creativity and zest. This documentary is worth watching just because his talent was so immense and he had such an important role in fashion. At the same time the film never establishes a story or a compelling narrative. It is a record of fascinating people living large. There is plenty of eye candy. Between fashion, design and sex, it's all there. To be honest it felt repetitive. Just another documentary about the hiper-talented self-indulging New York art scene of the 70s. Still l, the talent is so great that, if you're into art and fashion, it is definitely worth a watch. As a filmmaker, I asked myself, what would I have done differently? Hard to answer. Maybe dig a bit more into his longing. What was it that drove his intensity?