a retreat into wilful obscurity
That last blog generated a great certain amount of comment and controversy (among a small number of people) so here, in order to avoid vulgar populism, I am mainly going to talk about Czech cinema and South American socio-politics.
A customer once came into the shop at Christmas-time wondering if we had anything on South American socio-politics. Well, it made a change from being asked for The History of Farting or whatever else was big that year. But of course, we didn’t. The customer looked offended and left. ‘Should have put a bag over her head and beaten her with a stick’, grumbled the then-manager, for it had been a long day. ‘That is South American socio-politics’, I pointed out. How we laughed!
I went to see Czech director Jan Schwankmayer’s Lunacy at the London Film Festival. It’s a ‘philosophical horror story’ out of Poe and De Sade, but not quite as good as that sounds. Still, you get to see a Black Mass celebrated, with chocolate cake and oral sex. Tarred and feathered doctors running amok. A giant steak bursting out of a wardrobe. The remake with Jennifer Love Hewitt should be interesting.
At home we’ve been watching a lot of Futurama, which I like, interspersed with a bit of 24, which I don’t. Although listening to some of 24’s dialogue, it was sometimes hard to tell the difference. ‘Your insane plan has backfired!’ shouts the President. That’s the thing about insane plans though, isn’t it? They so often do.
A customer once came into the shop at Christmas-time wondering if we had anything on South American socio-politics. Well, it made a change from being asked for The History of Farting or whatever else was big that year. But of course, we didn’t. The customer looked offended and left. ‘Should have put a bag over her head and beaten her with a stick’, grumbled the then-manager, for it had been a long day. ‘That is South American socio-politics’, I pointed out. How we laughed!
I went to see Czech director Jan Schwankmayer’s Lunacy at the London Film Festival. It’s a ‘philosophical horror story’ out of Poe and De Sade, but not quite as good as that sounds. Still, you get to see a Black Mass celebrated, with chocolate cake and oral sex. Tarred and feathered doctors running amok. A giant steak bursting out of a wardrobe. The remake with Jennifer Love Hewitt should be interesting.
At home we’ve been watching a lot of Futurama, which I like, interspersed with a bit of 24, which I don’t. Although listening to some of 24’s dialogue, it was sometimes hard to tell the difference. ‘Your insane plan has backfired!’ shouts the President. That’s the thing about insane plans though, isn’t it? They so often do.
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