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I know I have not posted in ages, and actually I'm probably in no condition to post at the moment. It's 1 a.m. and I just returned home from watching David Lynch's "Inland Empire". A friend who is a Lynch fan invited me, and I declined after reading a review. But then, sometime in the early evening, seeing I had nothing to do and having read a more positive review, I decided to go along. Big mistake.
Really, really painful 3 hours of my life.
I feel I should be given a mudbath and several bottles of champagne just for having sat through it. The first 30 minutes are pretty good; they don't make sense exactly, but one is willing to go with the flow and try to unravel what is happening.
Then it just goes downhill and keeps going that way for 2 and a half more hours, though the credit sequence is oddly cute.
Imagine you go to a conceptual video art gallery. There are four screens. On one screen is an extreme close-up of a woman crying. On another there is another woman looking at the woman crying and saying, "How did I get here?" on an endless loop; on the third screen are some polish gypsy circus people; on the forth is a woman standing in the video art gallery watching the video screens. This attracts your interest for all of 4 minutes. But then they shut the doors of the gallery and lock you in, make you sit down and really stare at the screens in an overheated room for another 2 hours and 56 minutes.
Finally, they let you out and you can breathe again, though there is no hope of getting your 10 bucks back for the admission fee.
Alas, my favorite thing about the movie was that it made me feel so much better about my own. Obscurity is definitely "in". Though comparing the two, my film is crystal clear, which is probably much less cool.
Really, really painful 3 hours of my life.
I feel I should be given a mudbath and several bottles of champagne just for having sat through it. The first 30 minutes are pretty good; they don't make sense exactly, but one is willing to go with the flow and try to unravel what is happening.
Then it just goes downhill and keeps going that way for 2 and a half more hours, though the credit sequence is oddly cute.
Imagine you go to a conceptual video art gallery. There are four screens. On one screen is an extreme close-up of a woman crying. On another there is another woman looking at the woman crying and saying, "How did I get here?" on an endless loop; on the third screen are some polish gypsy circus people; on the forth is a woman standing in the video art gallery watching the video screens. This attracts your interest for all of 4 minutes. But then they shut the doors of the gallery and lock you in, make you sit down and really stare at the screens in an overheated room for another 2 hours and 56 minutes.
Finally, they let you out and you can breathe again, though there is no hope of getting your 10 bucks back for the admission fee.
Alas, my favorite thing about the movie was that it made me feel so much better about my own. Obscurity is definitely "in". Though comparing the two, my film is crystal clear, which is probably much less cool.
posted by sahra at 15:52
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