i’ve just watched julien-donkey-boy by harmony korine - and i am in a state of shock. i’m naturally susceptible to issues related to schizophrenia (my one true fear), but I genuinely entered into their world - their individual lives. it was such a beautiful visual/tone poem, both bursting with light and at it’s core dark. there was that small candle of human hope withing the darkness. i don’t feel ready, or care, to dissect it like some clinical post-mortem - i just want to feel. Why do DOGMA95 films have the ability to penetrate through my intellectual armour so well?? Shit, strong stuff - i feel quite bad now, not shocked by the content of the film, but by the ‘existence’ of the ‘characters’. And not able to communicate my felt inside to the outside. But i do want to record this moment, to remind myself. words can be so banal, they reduce the complexity of the felt present to single shards of abstraction.
fuck it…
i thought this might interest you, althoug it might just be a guide for beginners, which i am sure you are not. http://comunidades.calle22.com/comunidades/874/com874con3.asp
Posted by blackhorserider at August 26, 2002 11:57 AM