A purely textural bit of current-apocalypse insanity from the most vulgar, filthy auteur around. All close-ups and half-images, like the light of the world has been all but snuffed out. Two barely legible, fraught performances from Ethan Hawke, and lots of Zoom footage and hand sanitizer application.
Well here I am again, I got to the bank too early today and the ATM still won’t accept my debit card for some reason and I have 19 minutes until it opens and I can get cash to put gas in my car which gas stations also are not accepting my debit card. So I have time to collect my thoughts on An Elephant Sitting Still.
I keep going to therapy and one thing I’ve learned while being there…
Capitalism is an easy target. When Richard Brody wrote about Parasite he called it's "spot-on messaging and calculated talking points" the "art-house equivalent of... fan service." We see anti-capitalism in everything. I just can't tell you how fucking maddening it is, constantly over and over and over someone saying "hey capitalism is bad" I fucking get it I know it I've known it we've all fucking known it. Work is hard, its repetitive, it's unfair, it's exhausting, I want to…