Random Thoughts

Michael Clayton. Tony Gilroy. 2007.

After watching a string of European films, it’s always a struggle to readjust to American acting. American acting is so stylised and unreal. You can always imagine any of these actors dropping into a McDonalds’s commercial or a four camera sitcom and behaving exactly the same way. They conform to a really weird set of TV-derived cliches. Even the good actors do.

But then you get acclimatised to American actor tropes and you stop noticing how artificial they are, and you stop being annoyed by them.

I mean, I.

Clooney’s fine, though, and this isn’t a bad film. There are so many hokey lines, but it’s pretty good.

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The Man From London. Béla Tarr. 2007.

Somehow, I’ve never seen any films by Béla Tarr before. And if I squint a bit, I could easily see this as being a French & Saunders parody of Bergman or Tarkovski. If it had moved slightly faster and had more women in it. So I have no idea what it is, but I think it’s pretty spiffy, anyway.

I mean.

I may be wrong. I lost my concentration after a while and couldn’t really say what this film was about. But it looks plenty purdy.

I may be a work of total genius! I don’t know! Please excuse the following die:

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Faceless. Manu Luksch. 2007.

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Strange Culture. Lynn Hershman-Leeson. 2007.

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Sleepwalkers. Doug Aitken. 2007.

This art documentation video can be found on Youtube.

I wanna visit New York again soon, anyway.

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