Day 9: Daily Routine
It was my day off. I always watch something weird and take a lot of screenshots that I end up deleting later.
This week it was "Persona" by Ingmar Bergman.
Day 10: Childhood
I made Shrinky Dinks with Priscilla. Barbie stuff for me and a clown for her.
I loved that she got marker all over her face :)
Day 11: Where You Sleep
This one is sad but painfully true.
I sleep on the couch lately because I'm still in fits over my medication and wake Matt up if I'm in our room.
I think I had a convulsion last night. It was terrifying.
Day 12: Close-Up
Trust me, you don't want to see a very good close-up of me today.
Mirror pictures are fun though!
4 comments:
Persona's a favorite of mine. I had to watch the film repeatedly for a paper I wrote, and grew pretty attached to it. Though I love it, I can't say I find myself in the mood to re-watch it.
I will probably actually never watch it again, after just the once, to be honest. I get the "brilliance" (only because I researched it, the double faces and whatnot) and everything, but... ok. I saw Crispin Glover speak in Seattle at a small college and introduce his two films (COMPLETELY FUCKED), and I kept thinking, what the fuck is this, and I think the audience did too, but he evaded the questions so perfectly that I never really got an answer. I found myself in the same spot at the beginning of this. What am I feeling? Annoyance, mostly. An erection. Sweet. Killing a sheep. Oh I'm sorry, a lamb. The significance. It was too much for me. The plot itself was actually intriguing, but I felt like the crudeness spoiled it... the dialogue about sperm inside her? Er. Maybe I don't "get it". I just thought that was a little too much. Shocking for its time, ok, yes. So was Belle du Jour, a CLASSIC and beautiful film. Without all that business. Maybe I'm over-thinking it.
I'm definitely from the perspective that shock value doesn't necessarily mean anything significant or intellectual. The beginning of Persona with that whole disorienting montage is arguably unnecessary, but I think it's mostly a strong reference to the school of surrealist film that figures like Dali championed. I also think we're pretty jaded at this point, and it's easy to lump this into the pretentious and avant weird. From a cinematography standpoint, it's pretty beautiful. The way the story unfolds in a nightmarish and distorted way makes it difficult to really grasp everything in one watch. I had to run scenes over and over (and over) again, and ultimately in the end, after I had fleshed out the representations and meanings, I felt like everything did serve a purpose.
It's definitely an uneasy watch, and if you're already in a place of discomfort, it's not going to help the cause. So yeah, I probably won't watch this again, unless I'm with someone who expresses a strong interest in watching it. :)
This is my first time checking out your blog and I have to say, it's fantastic, great pictures! Also, my daughter loves Shrinky Dinks.
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