who the fuck is he
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posted by @ 3/06/2006 11:29 AM
You insensitive, gutless wonder! Might I suggest you do some intelligent research to gain some insight into a phenomenal, witty, intelligent,funny, caring young man who died way before his time! "Who the heck am I," you may wonder? My identity is NOT anonymous. I am his aunt and I will miss him terribly. I'm sorry you will never have the opportunity to find out for yourself who Garrett was!
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posted by @ 3/06/2006 4:56 PM
dear ANONYMOUS, your question says more about who you are than anything you could try to tell us.
those who knew him were proud to know and be around someone who was intelligent, sensitive, warm, articulate, tenacious, dedicated, and just a kind human being. he had a lot to say and he was just getting started.
and since, dear ANONYMOUS, you choose to hide your identity, i guess the REAL question here is who the fuck are you and who the fuck even cares..! my guess is no one in particular.
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posted by Bill Putnam @ 3/06/2006 6:22 PM
Garrett Scott was my brother, my friend, and my inspiration. Though I am a poet, and not a film maker, I have been and will continue to be influenced and inspired by Garrett's work. His two very different films, Cul de Sac and Occupation Dreamland, were lovely lyrical, and empathic meditations on war, politics, economics, family, and locality versus the global economic and political trends, which exert such pressure in the lives of the people who populate his amazing filmic psycho-scapes. Garrett was a terrific, kind, and generous human being, generous to a fault, yet fraught with all the right kinds of tensions, with a great sense of outrage and injustice when appropriate and at the same time an uncanny sense of the innerworkings of history, its cunning, its logic, and its endlessly self-generative set of variables. I will never forget Garrett's near ruthless sense of inquiry, his overpowering desire to know and to express with unfailing honesty what he had discovered, while conducting his research and his interviews with the utmost sense of empathy and understanding for the people, often in compromised and dangerous situations, to whom he gave a forum to tell their stories with wit, grace and at times all the necessary requisite desperation. Garrett pulled no punches in his films; they are unflaggingly honest, yet imbued with a strong sense of purpose and understanding, without once ever being contrived, preachy, or possessed in any way of an ulterior motive. Garrett Scott was, simply put, a secretary for the dispossessed and a great navigator of the mysterious interplay between war, violence, systems of finance, territory, and so much more. His impressive body of work--though tragically interrupted--will always be a constant source of experiment and discovery for me. Garrett, you taught and showed me so much, and communicated with such patience and pleasure, that the scope, depth and possibilities of my own work (poetry) has been enormously changed, irrevocably and forever. Garrett, you were such an enormous soul, with such wit, warmth, and unbelievable loyalty and curiosity. I have lost a brother today, and a fellow collaborator in the work of the human spirit. I can only hazard a guess at why those of us who were fortunate enough to know Garrett and his work have to contemplate such an unfair and untimely end to it. I will stop short of saying how unfair Garrett's death is, not because I don't believe that, but because I am trying to understand for myself and others that there was no written law that any of us would be promised the great privilege of being here, living for any period of time on this troubled and beautiful planet, which Garrett and his work so wonderfully engaged. I will never forget you, Garrett; your legacy lives on in all of us who are wise enough to follow the great example you set for us--simply put, that the act of trying to understand each other and document our triumphs, our failings, and our sufferings is, in the end, the only measure by which we shall be judged, both as people and as societies. I simply cannot articulate the enormity of the loss I feel today. My thoughts, tears, and pain aside, I am reduced to simple awe at what Garrett Scott was able to accomplish in fifteen short years. You will never be forgotten, neither as a human being, a friend, nor an artist, and I shall always be overwhelmed by your presence, even now that it is gone. Peace, my dear brother.
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posted by bantamsam4 @ 3/07/2006 4:32 AM
I am a student at California Polytechnic State University, San Luis Obispo. Garrett Scott was scheduled to speak in my documentary class today, until we heard of his tragic passing. I will admit that I was not really familiar with his work. In his honor, we watched his film "Occupation Greenland." After the film, (now more than ever), I regret not having had the opportunity to hear such a brilliant man speak. His spirit, however, will live on in the brilliant work that he did. My deepest sympathies go out to his family and friends.
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posted by @ 3/08/2006 1:09 AM
Sadly Ashley, you obviously were not paying attention when you watched his film. The title of it is "Occupation: Dreamland".
I am glad that it got a chance to show my Airborne brothers in action, though sadly, it did come away with a liberal slant.
Airborne All The Way!
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posted by @ 3/08/2006 6:01 PM
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posted by morganscott @ 3/09/2006 10:36 PM
Dear Anonymous,
He is my brother, and my best friend, you fucking coward. Go to hell.
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posted by morganscott @ 3/09/2006 10:40 PM
I can't believe how heartless some people can be while others are mourning the passing of a truly unique and accomplished person. I went to high school with Garrett in Coronado. He was a sweet, bright guy and although I didn't know him as well as others, I feel a great sense of loss and a sense of pride in his accomplishments.
Me deepest sympathies to his family, friends and all who loved him.
Melissa Rippee-Jefferson
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posted by Melissa Rippee @ 3/12/2006 9:15 PM
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posted by Melissa Rippee @ 3/12/2006 9:16 PM
Dear Anonymous,
Shame, Shame, Shame on you. A writer or artist that cannot stand by their words is a coward. Obviously you are a nobody, since you won't reveal your identity. If you said that in MY presence, I would give you ten good reasons why Garrett was a tremendous individual. Anytime, anyplace, coward.
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posted by @ 3/13/2006 10:31 AM
You tell 'em Matt! What a jerk to go to all the trouble of posting such a worthless comment, designed to hurt the people left behind. Shame on him, indeed. I'm very sorry for your loss.
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posted by @ 3/16/2006 1:19 AM
With full respect to his family & friends... I'm just curious.
Did Garrett have any history of cardiovascular complications? He was 37, right? I just finished watching the last project on Sundance and it was truly impressive. Really well done. I will rent Cul de Sac soon. Though I don't think I ever met him, I wonder if we ever crossed paths during my years of slinging drinks in Madison.
I don't mean to stir emotions, but I bet 'Dreamland' was quite problematic for some of the Brass in the Army. These days, if info isn't an 'approved press release' it isn't well received.
And I bet 'anonymous' knows exactly what I mean.
Maybe he just stumbled onto this page.
Maybe not.
If you want to see what I mean (& you folks already enjoy documentaries), go to
http://www.kaygriggstalks.com/
It'll make you shiver.
Regardless, from all the things I read on the net, he seemed as talented in his professional life as he was in his personal & family life.
I guess it was the dedication at the beginning of Dreamland that made me curious. Sorry for your loss.
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posted by look deeper, ask questions @ 3/20/2006 12:43 AM
