Private feelings in public spaces, art and creation as an ontological drive. For all its slapstick, melancholy and joy, this film’s sense of spectacle and elegance is absolutely remarkable. A masterpiece of color and seduction.
A Day in the Country 1946
This film reminds me of one time I was strolling alone in Dublin during a rainy day, thinking about Joyce and attentive to the architecture around me, when I suddenly saw a bench eaten by a tree. Two dying bodies meshed into one, unique in their mutual state of decomposition, still in their constant movement, with the memory of each haunting their new found figure. It made me think of Saturn eating its children. I took a photograph of the…
Where Is the Friend's House? 1987
one of the most diligent films ever made, a painstaking coming of age odyssey with an incredibly expansive symbology: everything here is absolutely essential, a boy whose back hurts because he needs to help his father by carrying milk, some brownish red pants, a gust of wind in the backyard, the windows' reflex on the walls... it's all very potent, these signs aren't there for mere narrative development, they address a much bigger spectrum where politics, economics and metaphysics collide.…
Maximalism as utter ineptitude. The most stupid and outrageously disjointed product of our era’s schizophrenic zeitgeist, and a very apt representation of this hollow cultural abundance of formal stimuli, spiced up with a notion of rhythm and speed that could not be more manipulative and misguided. A film made for times of TikTok, Instagram and publicity, for people with a 30 second attention span who never actually felt an image in their lives, going by drenched with information and deprived…