Symphonic disintegration of self. A study of volatile symbiosis.
Steel is made by severing the oxygen from iron and adding carbon, which then forms a strong bond when heated to three thousand degrees Fahrenheit. This refines the metal and removes any impurities. Much of this steel is turned into structures that tower high over and surround us from seemingly every direction. But some of it is broken down, reshaped and compacted to fit a unique form: a gun. Guns are…
Bring me your false idols, your corrupt bodies, your empty promises, your bereft policies, your bureaucratic motions. Lay down at the feet of The People your true intentions, your inane lies, your hidden decisions. Care not what they or I or even you think of your own irresolution and appetency for power. Democracy is a delusion; populism is pretense; nationalism is an utterly false notion. Freedom isn’t dead, it was never born. Their positions are dictated by industry; their convictions…
Transitory temporality. A metrical, liminal gaze into the rhythmic vibrations of our terrestrial existence, reminding us that there is so much radiance surrounding us—all we have to do is open our eyes.
Not much to add since my last review, other than the fact that this holds up as one of the greatest movies ever made on a second watch and I’m sure will get better and better every time I see it.
Humanism clashes with spirituality in a time of rapid cultural, industrial and political change. The Tree of Wooden Clogs will mean something different to everyone depending on your belief systems and values. It is a beautiful work that exemplifies the relationship between humanity and earth that we seem to be drifting further and further away from.
D’Amato’s gagnum opus. A rotten rendering that has become a comfort watch for me, as weird as that may sound. Iconic as far as I’m concerned; complaints that this is boring or uneventful make no sense to me. Yeah it is virtually plotless but who cares when you’ve got a bunch of tourist dummies on a desert island running from gut-gobbling bad boy George Eastman. All-timer score, too.
Tisa Farrow > Mia Farrow
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The last few years of my life have been both an incredibly difficult and transformative time for me. Struggling with getting clean, my mental health, losing my 17-year old cat Magic, my family’s…
