I've been a fan of Rogan Gregory since I bought my first pair of his jeans back in 2003, but I have yet to set foot in the designer's store on the Bowery with the intent of buying anything. It's always been for an event, and last night's was the best one yet. (Yes, even better than opening night, where they handed out specially labeled forties of Olde English.) Legendary documentary filmmaker Albert Maysles was on hand to introduce a series of "rarely seen" clips from his and his late brother's archives. They included a hilarious snippet from Meet Marlon Brando; footage of Salvador Dalí painting and vamping and generally being Salvador Dalí (plus Raquel Welch in her skivvies); and a mesmerizing scene from Gimme Shelter of Mick, Keef, Charlie, and co. as they hear a mix of "Wild Horses" for the first time. Spoiler alert: They're pleased. Also totally wasted.

But my favorite clip was the first one Albert Maysles presented, culled from a movie he referred to as "the most important moment in my life in making films." Yes, I'm talking about the brothers' 1968 masterpiece Salesman (see below), which concerns not rock stars or artists but four Irish Catholic stiffs from Boston whose sorry lot in life is to sell Bibles door to door. Not as sexy as Mick Jagger swigging from a liquor bottle, but considerably more intoxicating.