Ehehe... my favourite movies:

1.) Zazie dans le Metro (there is Zazie. And Paris in my mind. And ze metro, always on strike. Raymond Queneau. The movie, so absolutely wonderful.)
2.) Gosford Park (baubles and delights, Maggie Smith & Kristin Scott-Thomas, those accents, that house)
3.) Swimming Pool (a summer pool: holds a naked Ludivine Savignier. Somewhere by, a nude Charlotte Rampling, earthy like Cezanne apples)
4.) The Sound of Music (ze influences cast in youth, never are they utterly lost. Julie's voice is the horn of a strange country behind a ear of thought.)
5.) Breakfast at Tiffany's (so flawed, so totally perfect)

Watched "The Outcast General" by Zuni Icosahedron with G, J. It was plodding, self-indulgent, mesmerized by its own monotony and spartan yet frou-frou, in the way that certain persons, thinking they have captured a sort of chic shabbiness, are in fact affected, deliberate, drab. It opened with the opera artiste with his back to the audience, moving in the stylised way of his craft. 1: you appreciate the back. Then someone roasted appeared and stepped daintily back from a chair. Then the opera person appeared again, in full regalia but repeating his moves to Beethoven (or was it Bach?). East-West commonality of passion, expression, etc. etc. He looked like a crustacean when he skip-stepped across the stage. Then more of the chair-guy. Smack him. Then the opera person in a suit. Chairguy and balding producer appeared to carpet the perimeter with white cloth. They went away. Then opera person appeared nude. Buddhist scripture floated across screen. Chairguy appears. Nude guy appears. They edge across stage. Some person duplicates their images. Screen is kaleidoscope. They disappear, appear. And the nudity was entirely gratuitous. It was rather purely crap.

My favourite Actresses:
1.) Cate Blanchett (most high of priestesses, her pallid majesty, a bandit Empress, a shorn pale beam of light)
2.) Audrey Hepburn ("and a gazelle came to be in human form")
3.) Monica Bellucci (she is the bosom, the eyes, the hair, the grape-stained olive-furred curve of a fantastic Italy)
4.) Gong Li (she is sex, guile, humanity, wickedness, wiseness, ehehe)
5.) Marilyn Monroe (she made what should have been into what could be). |