7/17/16 at Jack London w CL
A surprise (delightful) outing.
7/15/16 at the PFA w SF
Chimes at Midnight (1966)
Madcap with show-off shots: glad I saw it, glad when it was over.
7/16 7/3/16 at the Albany Twin
Love and Friendship (2016)
Jane Austen & Whit Stilman, how could I resist? I’ve been sad and this made me laugh. And it’s always easier to get a good seat when you go alone.
6/26/16 at home
The Headless Woman (2008)
‘I think what I do is really “false.” For me, a film is not just storytelling but an attempt for me to share some perceptions with the viewer. A film for me is a mechanism to show thought, but I interpret thought as a mix of perception and emotion.’ Lucrecia Martel, Film Comment, 2009
Camera as present, class and race conflict, anachronisms to reflect that this process hasn’t ended, it matters whether she kills a child or a dog, but mainly, she should have stopped the car to check.
I thought, with this new life-style, that I would try watching movies alone. That will give me the flexibility to watch the films I really want, but it’s not as good.
6/25/16 at the PFA w PC & MR
Spring Night, Summer Night (1967)
I’m not quite sure why this film is so exciting to PC, there were beautiful shots and the story was so human and sad, but it didn’t consume me.
Also, the cultural definition of rape has changed: it used to be that it wasn’t rape if you didn’t kick, punch, scream.
6/18/16 at the California Theater
The Lobster (2016
Scout recommended it, otherwise I would never have made the effort. It was one of the most intense movie-going experiences of my life. People got up and left, a man had a panic attack and an ambulance was called.
But more: I was anxious. I couldn’t predict the plot. I didn’t understand that eyesight was so important. I didn’t know that people would actually die. I related to his confusion — what are the rules, should I follow them, what does following them mean.
Even at the last moment, I squirmed, covered my eyes, and then laughed.
5/28/16 at PFA
La Noche Avanza (Night Falls) 1952
more Mexican Noir
“It’s better to have 1/5th of a first rate man than all of a 5th rate man.”
5/27/16 at YBCA, w SPM
Eva Hesse (2016)
SPM & I went out for drinks afterwards. Friendships everywhere. Plus, do we know how to do this? What happens next?
5/23/16 at PFA
Que Dios me perdone (May God Forgive Me) 1948
At one point it was implied that the villain (the one leering above) was going to rape Maria Felix and an audience member laughed — it was played for laughs — and a woman yelled, ‘Sexual assault isn’t funny!’
A man in my row spent the first half of the movie loudly rustling a candy bag. I was angry. At the end of the film I said, ‘This is a no-eating theater.’ He grabbed my arm so tightly it left a bruise and stood right in front of me, ‘I’m a 20 year survivor of AIDS, you don’t know anything, I have permission from the theater manager, you don’t know anything, suppose someone’s father had died this morning.’ I just kept saying, ‘Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me.’
Why did I say something? I’m embarrassed that I said something. Not my finest hour.
[All these missing years. I’ve been keeping track in other ways.]
2/3/2012, PFA, w PC & TF
La Prisonniere (1968)
Standing on a cliff with the tide cutting off your connection to land is one thing, but looking in the mirror is perfect. Makes me squirm.
1/25/12, Albany Twin, w SR
A Dangerous Method (2011)
Did I waste all those years with Dori? If, as we say now, there is good infrastructure, what is possible?