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For all my non-UK friends - you’re probably seeing a lot of jokey and ironic tweets about the government tonight. To clarify; this is what British people do when they’re incandescent with rage
Using Stalker - a film that had to be shot twice consecutively and which was filmed in a location so chemically toxic that it eventually killed the director, lead actor and several crew members - as an example of a movie that is easy to make is perhaps not the best choice here
Remembering the time I visited Montparnasse Cemetery and saw Beckett’s grave. Someone had laid a single white rose on it in the rain. A powerful image.
I then turned to see Serge Gainsbourg’s grave, which had the following two items on it
Béla Tarr made a version of Macbeth in 1982 for Hungarian television. The film consists of two shots; the first is five minutes, and the second is fifty-seven minutes
Increasingly convinced there was a prelapsarian Tower of Babel moment where everyone used the same plug, but people angered the god of electricity and now we have this
My tips for extremely weird medieval cinema:
Blanche (1972)
Lancelot Du Lac (1974)
Andrei Rublev (1966)
Marketa Lazarová (1967)
Black Angel (1980)
The Virgin Spring (1960)
The Navigator (1988)
Jabberwocky (1977)
The Canterbury Tales (1972)
The Green Knight has a fair number of shortcomings as a film but it’s really rare that a movie manages to approach the sheer alien strangeness of much medieval literature
Literally spent the first 20 years of my life thinking Moby Dick was a boring ass Fenimore Cooper-type adventure story before discovering it was one of the most utterly insane books ever written
Had the rare chance to see John Boorman’s Excalibur (1981) on the big screen. There is nothing like this film - an Arthurian fever dream with images that defy description. The use of Carmina Burana when Arthur rides again and the land comes back to life - that’s cinema baby!
Gordon Cole’s office in Twin Peaks has the greatest decor of all time - massive picture of a nuclear explosion, massive picture of Franz Kafka. Nothing else.
I have seen Tarkovsky’s Mirror (1975) at least three times and each time I barely seem to recognise it. More than any other film I’ve seen it captures the form of a dream. Once I’ve seen it, it seems to evaporate into a sensation. I love it
The only rewriting they should do of classic novels is to crowbar in a character saying the title. ‘It really was a farewell to arms’. ‘He really was the great Gatsby’. ‘I really am some sort of American Psycho’
This Christmas why not read James Joyce’s festive ‘The Dead’, one of the greatest short stories ever written and which contains the very Christmassy message that we’re all going to die
Somewhere a lecturer wearing a leather jacket is saying “do you know who else was a tortured poet?” and cueing up 40 slides of John Keats painstakingly photoshopped into album covers
Saw Unrest (2023). You know when you want to watch a film about Swiss anarchist watchmakers in the 19th century? It exists! And it’s great! It’s basically an adaptation of this graffiti
Rohmer’s lighting is absolutely exquisite. It’s a sort of ‘natural’ lighting, but it’s got this extra luminosity - the attention to where beams of sunlight fall, the whiteness of white walls, the warmth of evening. It’s essential to the tone of his work and how it makes you feel
I finished Proust. Not really sure how to express my feelings, other than to say that it was one of the greatest art experiences of my life, and that I’ll never forget it
In 1938 Samuel Beckett was stabbed on the street by a pimp and would have died if not for his thick overcoat. Later he found himself sat next to his assailant at court and asked why he did it. The pimp shrugged, which Beckett found hilarious. This is the Beckettest anecdote ever
I first discovered this book because it was on the library shelf next to another book I needed. I was intrigued, sat down and started reading and when I looked up hours had passed and it was dark outside. It haunts me to this day. If you’ve never read it, now is the time!
It’s 101 years since Proust died, so here’s a piece of the cork that he used to line his bedroom so he could write in silence (sounds extremely appealing)
It’s worth remembering that many of the most enduring and acclaimed novels in history - Tristram Shandy, Middlemarch, Jane Eyre, Moby-Dick, Ulysses - are animated by the timeless question “What if there was a really weird guy?”
Did you know that Hirokazu Kore-eda made a Netflix mini-series called The Makanai this year? And that it’s set in a maiko house and each episode is based around a particular dish? Possibly not, because it was barely advertised anywhere. But it’s fantastic and you should watch it