RIP
Heh, Ringo Lam, one of the best...
To please the majority is the requirement of the Planet Cinema. As far as I'm concerned, I don't make a concession to viewers, these victims of life, who think that a film is made only for their enjoyment, and who know nothing about their own existence.
What incredible sadness.
"I have never been able really to gure out where my life begins and where it ends. I have never, never been able to figure it all out. What it’s all about, what it all means. So when I began now to put all these rolls of film together, to string them together, the first idea was to keep them chronological. But then I gave up and I just began splicing them together by chance, the way I found them on the shelf. Because I really don’t know where any piece of my life really belongs. Let it be, let it go, just by pure chance, disorder. Tere is some kind of order in it, order of its own, which I do not really understand, same as I never understood life around me, the real life, as they say, or the real people, I never understood them."
"I have never been able really to gure out where my life begins and where it ends. I have never, never been able to figure it all out. What it’s all about, what it all means. So when I began now to put all these rolls of film together, to string them together, the first idea was to keep them chronological. But then I gave up and I just began splicing them together by chance, the way I found them on the shelf. Because I really don’t know where any piece of my life really belongs. Let it be, let it go, just by pure chance, disorder. Tere is some kind of order in it, order of its own, which I do not really understand, same as I never understood life around me, the real life, as they say, or the real people, I never understood them."
This is my most beloved quote ever:
As I am putting these pieces of film together, this late evening, I am thinking about myself, I am thinking how during the years, I have covered myself with layers of civilization, so many layers that now even myself I don’t see how easily wounds are made deep inside... Deep inside by things that I don’t even suspect. What do I know about this civilization, this life? I know nothing. I do not understand anything. And I know nothing. I know nothing. I do not know how I managed to reach this point, how I have reached this point in my life. But I continue moving ahead, slowly, moving ahead, and some glimpses of happiness and beauty come my way, by chance, when I do not even expect it... when I do not even expect it... So I keep moving ahead, I keep moving ahead, my friends... I understand animals: cows, horses, cats, dogs... But I do not understand people. I do not understand people. So let us continue. Life goes on. My camera... To film... I am not making films. I am just filming. The ecstasy of filming, just filming life around me, what I see, to what I react, to what my fingers, my eyes react, this moment, now, this moment when it’s all happening. Ah, what ecstasy!
RIP Jonas Mekas
As I am putting these pieces of film together, this late evening, I am thinking about myself, I am thinking how during the years, I have covered myself with layers of civilization, so many layers that now even myself I don’t see how easily wounds are made deep inside... Deep inside by things that I don’t even suspect. What do I know about this civilization, this life? I know nothing. I do not understand anything. And I know nothing. I know nothing. I do not know how I managed to reach this point, how I have reached this point in my life. But I continue moving ahead, slowly, moving ahead, and some glimpses of happiness and beauty come my way, by chance, when I do not even expect it... when I do not even expect it... So I keep moving ahead, I keep moving ahead, my friends... I understand animals: cows, horses, cats, dogs... But I do not understand people. I do not understand people. So let us continue. Life goes on. My camera... To film... I am not making films. I am just filming. The ecstasy of filming, just filming life around me, what I see, to what I react, to what my fingers, my eyes react, this moment, now, this moment when it’s all happening. Ah, what ecstasy!
RIP Jonas Mekas
Incredibly sad about Jonas Mekas. And I am sure so is everyone in Lithuania. I have seen him in person once on one of his visits back to Lithuania.
His daughter Oona Mekas has starred in a film The Gambler (2014, not the Mark Wahlberg one) and learned all her lines in Lithuanian. It was a really decent film and nice to see a second generation Mekas connect with her father’s homeland.
There is a Jonas Mekas Visual Arts Center in Vilnius, but I haven’t visited since they changed the location a few years back. I guess there is no use of going there in the following days as it is going to be really crowded.
RIP for a man from small town called Birzai.
His daughter Oona Mekas has starred in a film The Gambler (2014, not the Mark Wahlberg one) and learned all her lines in Lithuanian. It was a really decent film and nice to see a second generation Mekas connect with her father’s homeland.
There is a Jonas Mekas Visual Arts Center in Vilnius, but I haven’t visited since they changed the location a few years back. I guess there is no use of going there in the following days as it is going to be really crowded.
RIP for a man from small town called Birzai.
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Senor Arkadin
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Has anyone pointed out that Sweet Movie essentially predicted Trump? It starts out with a Billionaire who inherited his wealth, owns a beauty pageant that he uses as his own personal dating service, has a gold fetish (to the point that his penis is painted gold) and also a penchant for golden showers. RIP
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Mario Gaborovic
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Makavejev was glorified in the filmmaking circles locally, more over coz of his ultraleft views (most artists are the same) unlike Kusturica who's antiglobalist and somehow always near authoritarian regimes, throwing nonsensical gab in each public appearance.
But to me sex as discussion subject was never really interesting.
But to me sex as discussion subject was never really interesting.
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Won't mean much to anyone but perhaps Flip, who's a big fan of July Rain, but Marlen Khutsiev, the last remaining great Soviet director from the good ol' days of Tarkovsky, Parajanov, Konchalovsky, etc., at 93.
https://www.themoscowtimes.com/2019/03/ ... ied-a64857
It's said he finished one final film.
A good short overview of his career:
https://mubi.com/notebook/posts/marlen-khutsiev
https://www.themoscowtimes.com/2019/03/ ... ied-a64857
It's said he finished one final film.
A good short overview of his career:
https://mubi.com/notebook/posts/marlen-khutsiev
Have a look at all the picnics of the intellect: These conceptions! These discoveries! Perspectives! Subtleties! Publications! Congresses! Discussions! Institutes! Universities! Yet: one senses nothing but stupidity. - Gombrowicz, Diary
