I saw ‘Syndromes and a Century’ at the cinema when it came out a while back but then didn’t get round to catching up on any of Weerasethakul’s back catalogue until a couple of weeks ago. I watched ‘Tropical Malady‘ and was utterly transported. It’s beautiful to look at, very moving, but mainly it contains images like nothing else I’ve ever seen on screen.
A friend recommended I read this recently so I got it out the library. In a fairly bleak time of culturally-destitute coin-operated cons somehow staging a hostile takeover of the country, it’s pretty much an essential look at how the creative elements in society can actually be fairly vital in all our future well-being – […]
The retrospective of John Stezaker’s photo collages at the Whitechapel Gallery recently seemed entirely set up to make you feel stupid if you hadn’t heard of him before. And fair enough, I hadn’t (though apparently everybody in advertising has – but then original ideas are hard to come by in that shriveled segment of society). But there’s some sense of wonder and foreboding that Stezaker conjures up that really drew me in, and actually made me fairly unsettled at the same time (as all good art should).
I got a boxset collection of early tape releases by Lasse Marhaug a couple of years back, gave it a listen, uploaded it to my computer then kind of forgot about it for a while. And then every so often one of the tracks will come up when I have my itunes on shuffle and it’ll absolutely floor me.
I re-read both the Hernanadez brothers collected works about once a year and there’s not a lot between them. But somehow the subject matter and sheer storytelling verve of Locas tips the balance for me. I’m constantly in awe of how they both can chronicle the lives of huge casts of characters. The hardback collections of Locas and Palomar are absolutely essential.