Stan Brakhage’s cinema should be prescribed by doctors.
I really, really wanted to write something about it this time. I was even composing the words in my head about how I can describe its unparalleled cinematic prowess. But just as the final few frames began to creep up; the part I always anticipate—a certain spark of raw, indescribable emotion came to me and all ideas I had for my writing I seemed to forget. Film analysis and reviews, putting these great works of art under the microscope must…
I can’t explain how I feel because my eyes are full of tears and my ears are full of Bach and my heart is full of joy.
Best film ever made. Nothing else is getting that title for me. What’s gonna top it? Looking at my 2018 watchlist the only ones would maybe be Army Of Shadows, Landscape In The Mist, Eternity And A Day or L’Argent. And that’s just going of a hunch.
If you know me you know this is my favourite movie. Or atleast 2nd. So to those who have heard me drone on about this then you can stop here but Mirror a sort of synecdoche for all of what makes cinema for me. Because I approach film in the same way I approach dreams because I believe in dreams as much as I do in film. Dreams I don’t think happen as a mere accident but rather great edifice…