THE AWFUL TRUTH, dir. LEO McCAREY, 1938

PINA BAUSCH 1940-2009

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YOUR BRIGHT FUTURE: 12 CONTEMPORARY ARTISTS FROM KOREA
LOS ANGELES COUNTY MUSEUM OF ART, JUNE 28 - SEPTEMBER 20, 2009.
(STILL FROM A NEEDLE WOMAN, PATAN (NEPAL), 2005 BY KIMSOOJA)

rhan and i took our first look today. it's a doozy.

diego luna as mj

thanks to psychsa for uploading the beautiful intro to harmony korine's mr lonely!
see it now...especially cos, well...you know.

a wonderful scene from annie hall.

I AM THINKING A LOT THESE DAYS ABOUT THE THINGS THAT MAKE ME LAUGH.

DONALD BARTHELME'S SIXTY STORIES. SO INSPIRING.

CATS HIGH ON CATNIP ON GATOPODER TODAY

thanks again to deathbredon925

"pablo picasso" by jonathon richman and the modern lovers

jean-pierre melville quote from "death in white gloves" by david thomson

screen cap from "le samouraï"

thanks to deathbredon925 who has several interesting films with music from nico's final studio album camera obscura (1985)

photos from here

i am having trouble recognizing if i am doing good work.
walking home from work has a strange disconnection.

i am disconnected to music right now. there is not much that i want to hear.
suggestions from other people come my direction and either miss me or fall flat.

everyone is so creative. they are busy. they leave the country. they report back on their travels. they make me feel like i have been there or like i went there with them. they especially like to make me feel or let me know how easy or hard their travels are and how they soon will be over or how they are so glad to be back and they are so tired.

sometimes we go bar-hopping. the bars are usually so densely packed and filled to capacity that sometimes we have to wait until 2 or 3 people are done drinking and leave so that we can go in and start drinking.

i am always afraid that when i am ready to leave that i am going to come out of the bar and see the same people that were standing behind me,
still in line, still waiting to come in.

its embarassing… for everyone

photos by marco garcia found here.

IT'S GOOD TO READ AGAIN.

IN THE REALM OF THE SENSES BY NAGISA OSHIMA

TO BE RECITED TO FLOSSIE ON HER BIRTHDAY

Let him who may
among the continuing lines
seek out

that tortured constancy
affirms
where I persist

let me say
across cross purposes
that the flower bloomed

struggling to assert itself
simply under
the conflicting lights

you will believe me
a rose
to the end of time

(WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS)

MORNING SOUNDTRACK: DISCOVER AMERICA, VAN DYKE PARKS, 1972

1. TO BE OR NOT TO BE, dir. ERNST LUBITSCH, 1942
2. BLACK ORPHEUS, dir. MARCEL CAMUS, 1959

WE FINALLY COMPLETED THE SOPRANOS.
i can now turn my attention to other things.

THOUGHTS OF A YOUNG GIRL
John Ashbery

"It is such a beautiful day I had to write you a letter
From the tower, and to show I'm not mad:
I only slipped on the cake of soap of the air
And drowned in the bathtub of the world.
You were too good to cry much over me.
And now I let you go. Signed, The Dwarf."

I passed by late in the afternoon
And the smile still played about her lips
As it has for centuries. She always knows
How to be utterly delightful. Oh my daughter,
My sweetheart, daughter of my late employer, princess,
May you not be long on the way!

RATCATCHER, dir. LYNNE RAMSAY, 1999
finally saw this movie. just beautiful. lynne ramsay captures stillness so well.

i was very hungover today, mainly because i drank a lot of drinks with alcohol in them yesterday. i accompanied my tv star friend to the mtv movie awards because it seemed like the most hilariously hollywood thing i could possibly do right then, and wound up at times pretending to be either his publicist or body guard, which was very funny. i also ate a lot of these skewers with a shrimp and a green olive on them. they were good, but not substantial enough really to soak up the shitty free beer that they have at these things.

james murphy blogs about his evening. i love james murphy. also, the friend he mentions is aziz ansari, which i imagine should make this girl very happy, indeed.

PORTRAITS BY DICK ZIMMERMAN

um. you guys.

(found via coudal partners)

FEELING LIKE EVE IN A GARDEN OF FORBIDDEN FRUIT?

SO MANY WONDERFUL PEOPLE IN THE WORLD

i got lost here for awhile.
www.portroids.com/directory.htm

AT LEAST ONCE A DAY at work i encounter a customer who accepts change in a singularly annoying way: instead of holding their hand traditionally--palm up, bills and coins laid out neatly--they curl their hand into a vertical slot, forcing me to "insert" the coins with as little incidental skin-to-skin contact as they can manage. crude illustration below.

why do they do this? besides being weirdly particular, it is also impractical; i am waiting at any moment for the coins to exit out the other end of their hand-hole. this is a beverly hills-specific phenomenon, largely female, and never fails to make me think that they think touching me is gross. and this, of course, makes me want to touch them more, or else drop their coins in a pile on the counter such that they then have to slide them, one by one, into their precious, manicured hands.

HANYO (THE HOUSEMAID), dir. KI-YOUNG KIM, 1960
hard-to-find korean film about a music teacher's ill-advised affair with the hanyo. the hanyo is bad news!

somewhat freaky-deaky, with a closing scene that is confounding. you can watch it here.