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There is only one serious flaw with Albert Maysles' new four-part documentary series for the Independent Film Channel, With the Filmmaker: Each episode is too damned short. Thirty minutes with Martin Scorsese, as the director preps his 20-years-in-the-making Gangs of New York, is but a frustrating wink in time; he's...

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There is only one serious flaw with Albert Maysles' new four-part documentary series for the Independent Film Channel, With the Filmmaker: Each episode is too damned short. Thirty minutes with Martin Scorsese, as the director preps his 20-years-in-the-making Gangs of New York, is but a frustrating wink in time; he's so compulsive, so full of nervous energy and unbridled enthusiasm, he vibrates, and we fear he may disappear from view altogether. Scorsese is as compelling in front of the camera as behind it: The filmmaker is always working out his obsessions, always chattering away about old films, old memories, old neighborhoods. Nothing escapes him; everything bothers him.

Standing on the Cinécittá Studios in Italy, where his crew has built for him a board-by-rotting-board replica of New York in the mid-1800s, Scorsese frets over panes of glass, over billows of dirt, over specks in the unseen background. He explains to a visiting Roberto Benigni that George Lucas came to the set and said, "Marty, a computer could do the whole thing." Maysles, who co-directed Gimme Shelter among so many other docs with and without his late brother David, lets us see how such a notion galls Scorsese. Of Lucas, the director explains with a broad grin, "We're complete opposites."

Someone who's very much like Scorsese is Wes Anderson, the subject of the second installment. On the set of his forthcoming The Royal Tenenbaums, Anderson fusses with tiny figures on murals painted by his brother Eric; they will adorn the walls of Luke Wilson's character's room, and they tell the story of the film's dysfunctional family. Though they will be little seen in the film, Anderson can't stop retouching them. Later, he explains, "I try to be a little relentless about getting the details exactly, exactly as I planned them." Anderson and Scorsese, through Maysles' lens, share a particular madness: the mania of the director trying to make possible what the imagination's already made tangible.