pigeon blood cabochon, built in unlovely approximation, or could even be glimpsed briefly, late clinging leaves fluttered in the wind, when we know how easily any noble imperative can be weaponised, made up of small gestures, which seem inconsequential, in some room somewhere, whatever the next thing is, it's being talked about, the scam seems so plain at this distance, i believe in pure evil, & allow spit to pool in the hollows underneath, blunter psychology, which everybody implicitly understands, but…
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Daphnis and Chloe 1969
sometimes i have the sense that the wackiness in these late sixties films, characterised by play, absurdity, childlike silliness, feels so gauche now because it’s the first stirrings of the irony and dreadful self-awareness that characterises our age.
whatever these two people are up to is less about profaning the religious images and objects they use, and more about profaning the idea of ritual and the idea of belief itself, all that stuff more of a piece with the pop…
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A Length of Time 1970
Instead of writing a review of this film, I'll just note that Anne Rees-Mogg, the director, is Jacob Rees-Mogg aunt, which I guess would make Anthony Bruegger, the subject of the film, Jacob's cousin. There is a resemblance between the young Bruegger and his cousin, they look and sound like each other. Most of the film focuses on Bruegger talking about his experiences with stock car racing, and I've transcribed how he narrates his recollections of his first race:
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