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Me Love....

“Do not fall in love with people like me.
I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth.

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Eisenstein in Guanajuato

Ein Russe von dem Putin noch Vieles lernen könnte.

Zur Zeit wimmelt es in Berlin von Filmliebhabern, -machern und -darstellern – die Berlinale hat wieder einmal ihre Zelte aufgeschlagen. 451 more words


Little Girl

A Little Girl in a Muff, 1801, by Kate Greenaway.

See: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kate_Greenaway


St Stephen's Day, between Polzeath & Daymer Bay

benched up 

staring at the wrangle rock wrecked sea

are you perhaps the daughter?

once young now old but nevertheless

the daughter of the woman whose name is on the bench? 230 more words


The Pillow Book

Greenaway’s film made for a bewildering watch, but remains fascinating all the same. The sheer over-indulgence in film technology – in-set frames creating action within action, black and white and colour scenes juxtaposed, repeated sequences and subtitling – can be a distraction, but ultimately serve to enrich a film whose artistic purpose is not dominated by its narrative. 239 more words

Is Cinema Dead? Cinema is Broken says Greenaway. 

I was lucky/unlucky to attend Peter Greenaway’s lecture on Cinema in Pietrasanta, Italy. After a tumultuous (lack of) introduction the filmmaker’s dramatic voice quickly started provoking and capturing the audience. 1,112 more words