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Pontypool

November 30th, 2012

Great title sequence. Pontypool (2008)

Related posts: Limbo – The Organised Mind, Punch Drunk Love, Enter The Void.



sleepwalker

May 3rd, 2011



Manz Loeb and Henry Chinaski

March 1st, 2011

“Also strolling in was the great director, Manz Loeb, who had directed such films as The Rat Man and Pencilhead. Along with him was the famous actress Rosalind Bonelli. So we had to go over and be introduced. Loeb and Bonelli smiled nicely and were polite but I got the terrible feeling they felt superior to us. But that was all right because I felt superior to them. That was just the way it worked.”

Charles Bukowski Hollywood 1989

Even though they clearly didn’t hit it off, it’s nice to know Charles Bukowski and David Lynch (then dating Isabella Rosellini) did at least meet during their respective lifetimes.



In Heaven, Everything is Fine

February 26th, 2011

Many more beautiful gifs at “If we don’t, remember me.”



Enter The Void

January 2nd, 2011

The new film by Gaspar Noé, the French/Argentinian Director previously best known for Irreversible. Needs to be seen on as big a screen as possible.

Opening Titles:

Visual Effects (by BUF):

Opening Scene:



Intelligent Theft

December 27th, 2010

“Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is nonexistent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery—celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: “It’s not where you take things from—it’s where you take them to.”

- Jim Jarmusch

Ideas of plagiarism and sharing are not what they once were. The modern economics of digital goods, where one cannot escape the fact that reproduction and redistribution of one’s work is ridiculously easy, make attempting to commoditise and monetise any form of digital art an uphill struggle. It’s not a matter of favouring less proprietary ideas of digital ownership, we no longer have a choice.

This new economics is not unusual though, any peculiarity is with the old way. Copyright, a 20th Century concept, was designed to protect the ability for an artist to profit from their work, which obviously (if one only ever thinks in terms of the market) is the sole reason any artist gets up in the morning. This idea of stamping ownership on an idea for legal purposes has always stood counter to the very nature of our post-(post-post-)modernist era, where it is so difficult to find any idea that is truly original, standing, as we do, upon the shoulders of so many giants.

It is impossible to be entirely devoid of influence, it is in our nature to imitate. This is how children learn to speak, form a sense of moral responsibility, and develop their interpretations of societal norms; by copying their elders. Litigating against imitation shares the futility of attempts to outlaw sex.

Copyright laws have never stopped copying, they’ve just distorted our culture to favour that which can be legally reproduced. For example, while Oasis did not infringe the copyright of the The Beatles, they copied just about everything that was legally copyable about them, with healthy profits. Yet if they had sampled even a brief section of any one of their songs, they would have needed to clear it and pay large royalties. I would argue with anyone who claimed the insipid dirge of Oasis was more relevant to nineties music than the inventiveness of hip-hop (a genre built on sampling), yet we have a system that levies financial penalties against the latter rather than the former.

John Lennon is on record as saying the majority of Beatles songs started out with them trying to “do” another artist, mimicking their style. They would then develop these ideas and take them far beyond their root. Picasso too, apocryphally, said, “Good artists borrow. Great artists steal”. The message is: it’s not plagiarism as long as you make it your own. Stealing is wrong, yes, by any moral framework, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t recognise the value of intelligent theft.