oh man it is VERY difficult to find a decent picture of the coen brothers. i find it’s often really hard to find good pictures of awesome writers and directors and even actors because it’s just not one of their strengths. here’s why i love the coen brothers. they have a real fan/fetishy part of them and you can feel it in this movie INSIDE LLEWYN DAVIS. they succeeded in making a movie in 2013 that really feels like the middle of the 20th century. at first, i was sort of disappointed that there wasn’t more timberlake. more comedy. everyone else in the movie was so good that i wanted more of them! but as time went on after seeing the movie, i grew to love it as a subtle character study. and, i guess i just love the coen brothers for wanting and trying to make a movie they hadn’t made before. at this point at which they can get anyone and do anything, they make this quiet little movie in which new york looks so good. and i like that.
This photo stops me in my tracks. How could one guy be so hot. And have such good style in a moment of many bad style moments.
ok i don’t really want to make this a place where i rant about movies. i do that in person enough. and i’m one of those people who just had a baby and can’t go to the movies. but my friend who works at vanity fair brought over a separation for me and i died. it’s one of those movies that makes you realize that all movies except this one are pathetic. these two actors were totally amazing. i find it impossible to believe that they are actors. i really just can’t get my brain around it.
"the daemons don’t like fresh air. they like it best if you stay in bed with cold feet."
when i was in my twenties, i started to think i wanted to make films and i signed with a production company to represent me to make commercials etc. my first job was to make a public service announcement for smokey the bear. because i was so green, they wanted me to work with a very experienced dp. i was obsessed with altman’s mc cabe and mrs miller at the time, and so i told them i wanted to work with vimos zsigmond, the movie’s DP. he agreed to do the job. crazy, right? so we met up, to discuss the spot, which focused on a camper who forgets to put out his campfire. it’s meant to be early morning. i told mr zsigmond that i was so excited to work with him because i really have a lot of respect for using natural light. he rolled his eyes and said that no one shoots with natural light anymore. light needs to be controlled, so you can have all the time you need. no one really ever shot with natural light. my heart sank and i felt very alone. until at last after a while he said. “oh, except bergman. he liked having to shoot in the time that the light was where he wanted it to be. he LIKED to be a slave to the light.”
that’s how i started to be in love with bergman.
liv ullman. really the most beautiful woman ever. been thinking a lot about sweden and bergman and how gorgeous everything he did is. i saw this doc about him the other day…he was a wretched father. this fact hits me differently than it used to with say woody allen or robert altman. or oh andy goldsworthy. they are all selfish fathers. so sad to be their kids. but i totally fetishize these men at the same time. the artist in me does. i can’t help it. i relate to their work so much…their taste is my taste. it’s a bond! anyway, liv ullman. gorgeous. i get why i love bergman’s films. i get why he fell in love with her. wowzers.
this is molly davies. she is a family friend who i’ve been thinking about bc she was very close to merce. she makes video projects and is very cool. look her up. she doesn’t live here anymore…she has the total bohemian paradise in vermont. and her dog is really great. and her family is really great. makes you wanna move to vermont, really.
saw last merce cunningham dance last night. at first i was bummed as it’s a ‘walk around’ show with three stages and a lot of standing. i’m prone to german shepherd hips at rock shows and other standing events so as a 9 month pregnant fatty, i was stopped in my tracks. luckily they gave me a folding chair, which my husband carried for me, so i was set. a few things: this was the image for the poster. so genius. the shape is a classic merce shape, but also so perfectly sums up the modernism of the whole shebang. beautiful. second, while the midcentury modern contemporary music has never been my thing, the way there were live instruments all over the armory — lit as part of the performance and surrounding you — made me fall in love with it and the dance it seemed to evoke. third, if you didn’t know what merce’s thing is, you know after this show. you can actually picture his young barrel chested body doing each and every movement. the fluidity of the production was awesome. i chose to plant myself at the bottom of the stairs at each stage because i loved watching the dancers sit on the floor and check where they were and enter and leave the stage. i had to really sit on my hands to keep from whipping out my iphone and taking snaps of their taped up feet and sweaty backs. lastly, there’s nothing like the end of the merce cunningham company for people watching in new york. sublime.