AN OPEN LETTER FROM MARK RAPPAPORT TO THE INTERNATIONAL FILM
To all filmmakers, film critics, film archivists, film academics, curators, festival directors, and
film enthusiasts everywhere—
I am writing to you because something very unforeseen, very unexpected, and most
unpleasant recently happened in my life,
When I moved to Paris seven years ago, I had to decide whether or not to take with me
copies of my films, video masters, early drafts of scripts, duplicates of reviews and
announcements, etc. When I mentioned this to Ray Carney, tenured professor at Boston
University and author of several books on John Cassavetes and who also claims he is
"generally recognized to be the leading scholarly authority on American narrative art film,"
he eagerly offered to hold all of my materials. I accepted his offer, with the understanding
that he would return them to me upon request and that they remain at BU. Five years later,
in 2010, I requested the return of some of my video masters to make copies of them for
various film archives in Europe. Carney duly returned those video masters to me. They
were in excellent condition.
Since that time, various companies have expressed interest in streaming my films, and
UCLA, in conjunction with The Sundance Institute, have volunteered to archive video
masters of Sundance alumni films. In early April, I made several requests to Carney for the
return of my materials. I sent Carney several e-mails (to various e-mail addresses), and I
called his home and office and left numerous messages. Carney ignored all of my attempts
to reach him. As a result, I hired a lawyer and filed a lawsuit in Massachusetts, where a
judge issued a temporary restraining order and a preliminary injunction against Carney.
The court entered a default against Carney (who had not responded to my complaint) and
ordered Carney to return the materials to me, or else be held in contempt of court. After
that, Carney hired a lawyer who stated Carney intends to defend his conduct by arguing
that I “gave” him the materials outright as "a gift.”
There is much at stake here for me. Without the digital video masters, my films, everything
prior to 1990, Casual Relations, Local Color, The Scenic Route, Impostors, Mark
Rappaport—The TV Spin-Off, Chain Letters, plus the High-Definition version of Exterior
Night, cannot be made available for streaming, commercial DVDs, video-on-demand, or any
electronic delivery system down the road. My life as a filmmaker, my past, and even my
future reputation as a filmmaker are at stake. I gave Carney no rights to my materials
except the right to hold them and return them to me on request. His lawyer has refused to
disclose the current location of my materials.
Carney tried to cast doubt on the truthfulness of the inventory I presented. Furthermore,
under oath, he stated "some of the items I received I no longer have because I gave them
away to third parties. I discarded other items due to the degraded and unusable condition
they were in when I received them. Finally, I discarded other items at later dates after they
were worn-out by the normal wear and tear of being used." This is sworn statement from
Carney who, earlier, on his website bragged, "Mark is a great friend and gave me almost
everything he owned when he left New York for France… So I am now the 'Mark Rappaport
Archive.' I have the largest collection of material by him in the world: file cabinets and
storage bins full of amazing things: production notebooks, film prints, rough drafts,
revisions, scripts, film stock, DVDs, tapes, notes, jottings, journals, etc. etc. etc. It's a dream
come true for me and one of the major film collections by one of the world's greatest artists.
All being preserved for posterity at any cost."
http://people.bu.edu/rcarney/aboutrc/letters57.shtml (PLEASE NOTE: If this interests you,
go to the website before this entry is removed.)
Elsewhere, he describes me as "a genuine national treasure."
The judge, at a pre-trial hearing, demanded that Carney supply the court with a full
inventory of what he still had, what he gave away, and what he destroyed. Carney
subsequently delivered a full inventory—which included absolutely everything I gave him.
None of it had been given away or destroyed. Although he clearly had perjured himself, I
was ecstatic to learn my materials were intact. After four and a half months of this, Carney
got in touch with me to propose a deal, saying, "I sincerely wish you well and I am sorry this
issue has come between us." "I am willing," he writes, to "ship everything back for a modest
consideration, simply to cover my costs and the time and trouble of having stored the
material for the past seven-and-a-half years." In return for my own films, I was to pay him
$27,000! Some may call this extortion, I call it merely outrageous. Just to put it in
perspective, that would equal 3 years of the monies I get from Social Security. To continue
the suit to trial would have cost me about the same amount, in addition to the thousands I
had already spent. I couldn't afford to continue.
Just when I filed for a dismissal of the suit, Carney demanded back, because he claims they
were part of "the gift" I gave him, the video masters that he returned to me in 2010—namely
From the Journals of Jean Seberg, Postcards, Exterior Night, and John Garfield.
I've heard somewhat similar stories from other filmmakers, although none quite as
breathtaking as this.
For a variety of reasons, I think this is a cautionary tale you might consider emailing to
colleagues, friends, and acquaintances who are interested in the conservation and
protection of works by non-mainstream filmmakers, film preservation in general, and
archiving not just films but film-related artifacts of the recent past by independent
filmmakers. Please feel free email this letter, post this on Facebook pages, and submit it to
If you want to write about this situation, I have much more information.