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COLLEGE (1927)
The brilliance of Buster Keaton
in this role
is making complete failure
at absolutely everything
look like only slight
exaggeration
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The Purpose of this Blog...
Originally, it was "To watch all the important films in World Cinema and write something intelligent in response."
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Originally, it was "To watch all the important films in World Cinema and write something intelligent in response."
It was an ambitious goal, and I was making some progress. I have slowed down considerably. This is still meant to be a blog of poetry about film. I may add some trivia or prose. I just added a poem about a cable series. It is an evolving project.
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Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Accatone! (1961) (Italy) Dir. Pier Paolo Pasolini
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ACCATONE! (1961)
Some pimps should just stay home.
Some pimps ain't got no luck.
This one hangs around in a slum
with his chums--so in fact
he doesn't leave home.
One day broke luckless Accatone
sees a nice girl
and is stunned.
He wants her
as she is, but he needs her
to making a living, so
to the streets she goes.
Disenchantment with his niche
leads Accatone to take a radical step
toward a more honest profession:
stealing.
but pimps aren't meant
to work
and it is
his undoing.
Everyone in this,
Passolini's first
movie,
is hungry, yet
their specific charm lies
in the inability
to imagine
food
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ACCATONE! (1961)
Some pimps should just stay home.
Some pimps ain't got no luck.
This one hangs around in a slum
with his chums--so in fact
he doesn't leave home.
One day broke luckless Accatone
sees a nice girl
and is stunned.
He wants her
as she is, but he needs her
to making a living, so
to the streets she goes.
Disenchantment with his niche
leads Accatone to take a radical step
toward a more honest profession:
stealing.
but pimps aren't meant
to work
and it is
his undoing.
Everyone in this,
Passolini's first
movie,
is hungry, yet
their specific charm lies
in the inability
to imagine
food
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Labels:
Accatone,
Italian cinema,
Pasolini,
pimps,
poetry about film
Friday, July 17, 2009
Wedlock House: An Intercourse (1959); short; director Stan Brakhage
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Wedlock House: An Intercourse (1959)
Since seeing this film
it strobes in a private
fold in the crevices of my brain;
a sexy scary and
almost nauseous depiction
of intimacy and forces
bigger than shadows darting and
coffee cups lifting
in throbbing repetition
to lips and the
silent in and out of everyday
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Entire film can be viewed here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6YkOBLj9NYY&feature=PlayList&p=5175804071EF730C&playnext=1&playnext_from=PL&index=36
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Wedlock House: An Intercourse (1959)
Since seeing this film
it strobes in a private
fold in the crevices of my brain;
a sexy scary and
almost nauseous depiction
of intimacy and forces
bigger than shadows darting and
coffee cups lifting
in throbbing repetition
to lips and the
silent in and out of everyday
.
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.
.
Entire film can be viewed here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6YkOBLj9NYY&feature=PlayList&p=5175804071EF730C&playnext=1&playnext_from=PL&index=36
Sunday, July 12, 2009
L'éclipse du soleil en pleine lune (1907); Director Georges Méliès'
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The Eclipse: Courtship of the Sun and Moon (1907)
Part of Georges Méliès' oeuvre
of "Artificially Arranged Scenes"
this film is overlooked
for what it really is:
the first depiction of gay sex
on the big screen
That the celestial act happens
between the sun and the moon
does not make it any less
queer
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The Eclipse: Courtship of the Sun and Moon (1907)
Part of Georges Méliès' oeuvre
of "Artificially Arranged Scenes"
this film is overlooked
for what it really is:
the first depiction of gay sex
on the big screen
That the celestial act happens
between the sun and the moon
does not make it any less
queer
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A clip can be viewed here:
Labels:
early film,
George Melies,
poetry about film
Monday, July 6, 2009
Desistfilm (1954); short; director Stan Brakhage
Desistfilm (1954)
It's just a party arty
then it's just rhythm isn't it
Labels:
Desistfilm,
experimental film,
Stan Brakhage,
subjective shot
Friday, July 3, 2009
The Love Parade (1929)
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The Love Parade (1929)
A man must prove
that he is strong
and that he is King
in his own home-- even
if his wife
sits on the throne.
And if he happens to be
a young
Maurice Chevalier
he does it with
aplomb,
wit, swagger, and
but of course!--
with song
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Movie Clip here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bzQ1jqN2s_E
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The Love Parade (1929)
A man must prove
that he is strong
and that he is King
in his own home-- even
if his wife
sits on the throne.
And if he happens to be
a young
Maurice Chevalier
he does it with
aplomb,
wit, swagger, and
but of course!--
with song
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Movie Clip here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bzQ1jqN2s_E
Careful (1992)
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Careful (1992)
Shhh--careful!
Why do you crunch so loudly
on that apple?
See the tall transparent ladies
wearing bonnets and long dresses?
They are the victims themselves
of avalanches. They guard
this mountain town, where daily life
is muffled in yellow brocade
and the air is velvet with fear
of one excess note. Only
sincere sound carries here,
like true lovers' words, yet
one stray reverberation
can kill us all with
a sudden downpour of
clean snow, or how about
we kill each other first?
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Careful (1992)
Shhh--careful!
Why do you crunch so loudly
on that apple?
See the tall transparent ladies
wearing bonnets and long dresses?
They are the victims themselves
of avalanches. They guard
this mountain town, where daily life
is muffled in yellow brocade
and the air is velvet with fear
of one excess note. Only
sincere sound carries here,
like true lovers' words, yet
one stray reverberation
can kill us all with
a sudden downpour of
clean snow, or how about
we kill each other first?
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.
Labels:
avalanche,
Careful movie,
Guy Maddin,
poetry about film
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