Concert Films and Varda/Kiarostami.
Man is the bourgeoise and woman is the proletariat
That line from the film, supposedly something that Friedrich Engels once said, is an apt summation of L'une Chante, L'autre pas. The film champions chorality amongst women, both in the abstract and the literal, focusing on Suzanne and Apple: two young women with a connection so deep that it survives vast distances of both time and space. Their connection begins with one of them needing an abortion, tying the rest of…
Genuinely one of the greatest cinematic portals I've ever seen. It's more than just a time capsule. Monterey Pop is physically and temporally transportive. American direct cinema and concert film at their finest.
Part of me is saying: "Tristan, stop idealizing and romanticizing the hippie movement. It's something you weren't a part of and it included a dream that was often problematic in its execution and never permeated into the mainstream and died in disillusionment. Stop dwelling on the past…
The abstract unplaceable fear of Cold War paranoia channeled through and amplified by the exaggerated theatrics of a relationship in rot. Reality piercing.
What an absolute (delight?) to be able to see this on the big screen. Zulawaski and company's overly expressive direction lands itself in something bigger than the truth solely because of how truly heightened everything is. All innocence is sucked dry and blame becomes obfuscated to the point of futility. Upsetting to say the least.
I am the maker of my own evil.
I haven't been logging anything, and my viewing has greatly decreased recently. I just moved to Brooklyn and my life has become busier than it has been in awhile. In November I'm doing another movie month with my dear friend and I couldn't be more excited.
This is more of public a diary entry than anything else. I don't really use other social media, certainly not to broadcast opinions or things I'm thinking. So I guess I'm doing it here…
Straight Up was such an annoying and frustrating viewing experience for me, so I'm just going to list my grievances with it.
•""poor""white millennial character who's only ever depicted in lavish spaces, wearing lavish clothing
•tired indie-dramedy shot composition: one or two characters framed in the corner or bottom of the screen, with the rest of the frame consisting only of empty negative space
•loathsome characters doing loathsome things and it's supposed to be funny?
•it wants you to think…
A friend of mine recently likened A24 to Supreme, and while
I was initially hesitant to agree, I think I've come around to the comparison. There have been a number of films produced by them that I've loved, but at this point the veil of independence and "art house" that they assure us is genuine has dissipated for me. I don't know how much of an influence they have as producers over their products, but the films they put out…