Triple bill
I. A short film by Wong Kar-wai? YES!
(Via Ken)
II. The amazing, Sebaldian Robinson in Space, the DVD of which I've lost, is now viewable online? YES!
Labels: MAgic Molly, Patrick Keiller, Robinson in Space, Wong Kar-wai
I. A short film by Wong Kar-wai? YES!
Labels: MAgic Molly, Patrick Keiller, Robinson in Space, Wong Kar-wai
...what if I wrote my next novel like this?...Actually the followup to Personal Days has been written, by the inimitable Deb Olin Unferth. It's called Vacation....If I were a saxophonist who played on the street for money, I'd learn "Careless Whisper"...The place name "Multnomah County" gives me the heebie-jeebies...Heffernan: "In his vertiginous free time, he crash-diets, cheats at kickboxing and persuades people to give him money"...Finally finished watching a movie—My Blueberry Nights—is it just me or does some of it feel quite Blockian? Some of the dialogue (esp. between Jude Law and Norah Jones)? And the AA stuff...I'm on the fence about it over all, well, no, let's say I liked it...why not...I used to be a film critic!...The soundtrack should've had Prefab Sprout's "Blueberry Pies"—the lyrics are even almost appropriate: "So if I come begging with take me back eyes/All you have to tell me/All you have to tell me are blueberry, blueberry pies"....WHATEVER!!!......Speaking of food: Korean food....Also in the NYT, a Q&A with American Teen director Nanette Burstein, talking about "her own intense high school experience two decades ago in Buffalo"...ummm....yes...she and yr correspondent were classmates!...Did someone say Buffalo? Yes: The Stubblemeister did, with a tip for Dizzyheads....
Labels: Buffalo, Deb Olin Unferth, Ed reads the paper, If I were a saxophonist who played on the street, Lawrence Block, Paul Collins, Proust, Wong Kar-wai
1. Tomorrow: Dzyd Dennis in conversation with Wong Kar-wai (!!??) at the Apple Store in Soho!
Labels: 26, Canarium, Dennis Lim, Driftwood Singers, Jennifer L. Knox, Psychic Envelopes, Wong Kar-wai
Regarding an earlier post, Dizzyhead Pete writes in:
I just watched MINORITY REPORT again and one of the years mentioned in the movie (I think as the inception date of Pre-Crime, but I can't be sure) is 2046.A couple weeks ago, Dizzyhead Jorge mentioned he'd seen 2046 on sale at Duane Reade. Tonight, I saw it there, too—$9.99! (Next to copies of Labyrinth and The Neverending Story!)
Labels: 2046, Wong Kar-wai
Light blogging till at least midweek—?!
In November of 1972, Bob Dylan went to Durango, Mexico to play a small part in Sam Peckinpah’s Western Pat Garrett and Billy the Kid. The production was cursed by all the expected crises, but there was one element on the set that no one saw coming. Peckinpah’s biographer, David Weddle, writes that, “The topsoil of Durango was permeated with animal manure that dried up, blew around with the fine silicone dust, and lodged in people’s lungs, causing chronic pulmonary infections.” One of the film’s stars, James Coburn, said that in Durango, “It was really cold and damp, there was wind, and a thousand years of horseshit floating around in the air.”3. "TUNING FORK SCREECH PUTS OUT 24-INCH FLAME; FUTURE FIREMEN TO STAY HOME, SAYS SCIENTIST." In other words, Paul Collins rules!
But despite a jacket photo of the jowly Manganelli facing down a Pinocchio doll, Centuria is a wonderful read for its endlessly inventive send-ups of narrative conventions. Manganelli's "novels" telescope time so that his characters end where they started, like the ouroborous of the subtitle—an ancient symbol of renewal showing a snake that bites its tail.
Perhaps of some small interest, my solution (if it counts as such) to your question #3 was, like your friend Izzy’s, orthographically derived, tho not a misreading. I merely noticed the similarity of the two words (then again, it was late—maybe my eyes were crossing). But I didn’t know the Sante passage, per se. Also interesting that Sante was on the verge of realizing a wonderful… something--not quite sure it qualifies as a pun--when he compared the coil of the outerboroughs to the Ouroboros, but missed his chance. Ah, well…
Labels: Bob Dylan, Buffalo Bills, Dennis Lim, Devin, Knucklehead, Ouroboros, Paul Collins, The New-York Ghost, Wong Kar-wai
Here at Dennis Lim headquarters, we're pleased to link to his first dispatch from Cannes, in which he reports on WKW's My Blueberry Nights and Control, Anton Corbijn's Joy Division movie.
Labels: Dennis Lim, Joy Division, Wong Kar-wai