Showing posts with label compulsion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label compulsion. Show all posts

Thursday, 16 January 2020

The 2019 Oscar The Grouches



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Straight off I have to say that I know I'm late with this. Posts in previous times have been around new year but just short of midnight on January 16th is the first chance I've had. I can't say I've been doing anything of massive importance, reflecting on the decade at its end or the like. I've been making coffee, sleeping, getting lost in Tokyo and trying to find the time for so many things. When last we spoke I wrote that the thing I wanted most was to better. I don't know that I necessarily am but I do know that at the start of 2010 I was a misanthropic, incapable, hollowed-out crisp packet with a brain that spent the majority of its time beating the shit out of itself and I was resigned to the idea that I'd never see 25. Now a fortnight and change into 2020 I'm certainly happier, more able and I've done things I couldn't have done then, live less vicariously through others who may not even exist in the first place, have made some of my dreams come true. I'm here and I'm improving and another change is that the itchy pinball inside my head has once again started spitting out phrases, single words, desires and a feverish longing to start writing again, be it on here, manifesting itself in increasingly bad poetry, in finishing the half dozen cathartic short stories I scribbled when I still had hair and have been adding to somewhat futilely when I should be drowsy every wet Wednesday since. Perhaps elsewhere. I don't know but if you've any idea answers on a postcard so to speak. Cheers

  1. The Souvenir (Joanna Hogg - UK)
  2. Gurkha (Sam Anton - India/Tamil)
  3. Everybody Knows (Asghar Farhadi - Spain/France)
  4. Capharnaüm (Nadine Labaki - Lebanon)
  5. Loro (Paolo Sorrentino - Italy
  6. Do Dooni Panj (Harry Bhatti - India/Punjabi)
  7. Sorry To Bother You (Boots Riley - USA)
  8. Parasite (Bong Joon-ho - South Korea)
  9. KGF: Chapter 1 (Prashanth Neel - India/Kannada)
  10. The Favourite (Yorgos Lanthimos - UK)
  11. Super Deluxe (Thiagarajan Kumararaja - India/Tamil)
  12. Kalank (Abhishek Varman - India/Hindi)

Sunday, 19 January 2014

It's better being with your enemies than being alone.

Last Life In The Universe                                                                                                                    
Pen-Ek Ratanaruang 2003 Thailand                                    


A lizard crawling up a wall as if on fast-forward. A collection of shoes, all highly polished and arranged according to days of the week. A body hanging from a noose above a pile of books and a question: Why did I kill myself? So begins Pen-Ek Ratanaruang's comedy-drama, a film black enough to have a suicide attempt interrupted by the seemingly unstoppable ringing of a doorbell and then to have the (unwanted) guest enter the room and calmly say "Oh, suicide again. So, you're going with hanging this time?" The interrupted man is the Japanese actor Tadanobu Asano, otherwise known as the sadomasochistic enforcer Kakihara in Takashi Miike's Ichi The Killer (cheekily referenced here). The other man is his brother. Anyone who has seen Ichi may not be surprised. Either way this isn't anywhere near as violent as that film but is at least as bizarre and wholly wonderful for its weirdness, its burgeoning relationship between an extremely OCD Japanese man and a Thai woman whose living room resembles a sort of badly-planned large-scale dish rack not nearly as twee and annoying as that description sounds. Actually it's surprisingly beautiful and quite meditative, just the kind of film the US independent scene used to make before it became obsessed with self-degradation, and I don't think I've ever seen a film where the line "Tomorrow we'll do the laundry" is one of the most seductive. But it works, helped along the way by the magical realism of Wong Kar-wai's regular director of photography Christopher Doyle. It's kind of reminiscent of Wong too, if quieter, less visually audacious and, in its repeated reference to a childrens book, a little more fairytale-like; less Days Of Being Wild as Days Of Being Loveably Odd.