Fassbinder Pt 2: more suffering, more despairA while back I did a humble little blog on five of Rainer Werner Fassbinder’s films, all part of my — ahem — extremely…Mar 22Mar 22
Freezeframe cinema; or, where’s the comfort in watching lots of films?If a film is a movie (yuk) or a motion-picture (less yuk), then it’s not, by definition, a frozen image. That would be er, photography. But…Dec 28, 2024Dec 28, 2024
I didn’t shoot Andy Warhol, but I did read Valerie Solanas’s SCUM Manifesto and laughed out loud…Yes, that’s right, last week I picked up Valerie Solanas’s slim volume and read a good part of it hurtling down the Victoria Line to sunny…Jun 8, 2024Jun 8, 2024
Ug mug tug dug: Alexander Trocchi’s Cain’s BookAnd I feel just like Jesus’ son …Apr 11, 2024Apr 11, 2024
Kaurismäki: the extrasAs a little epilogue to my recent er, must-read Kaurismäki blog, here are ten extra bits. Stuff I began to notice after watching a…Jan 7, 2024Jan 7, 2024
Pushing our buttons; or why Kaurismäki is a hopeless romanticYeah man, I guess this is all kind of obvious. But anyway, having just watched/rewatched five of Kaurismäki’s films — Shadows In Paradise…Dec 28, 2023Dec 28, 2023
Hatred from everyone, everyone: five from FassbinderEarlier this year I was mentioning how I’d watched Rainer Werner Fassbinder’s Love Is Colder Than Death as part of a six-strong grouplet…Nov 14, 2023Nov 14, 2023
The problem of Keiller’s Robinson trilogyThree full-length films comprised almost entirely of fixed-camera shots, some held for prolonged periods; a total absence of “action” and…Jun 3, 2023Jun 3, 2023
Six from the 60s: surfing the new wave in search of love, hate, jazz and jokesFor reasons too obscure to go into, I’ve spent the last six nights watching a film a night from the sixties. Specifically: six films from…Jan 21, 2023Jan 21, 2023
Confessions of a reluctant film-goerThere’s a scene in Robert Bresson’s film Four Nights Of A Dreamer where one of the film’s two central characters Marthe and her mother go…Dec 25, 2022Dec 25, 2022
Reality check: ten years a student, nothing learntEarlier this year I raided by old student files — ten years’ worth of bulging lever-arch files packed with photocopies of journal articles…Aug 15, 2022Aug 15, 2022
Hey Midlands, scooped yer — the north will rise again“From the back third eye psyche / The reflected mirror of delirium / Eastender and Victoria’s lager / The induced call, mysterious / Comes…Dec 30, 2021Dec 30, 2021
A television in every room: reading Norman Collins and Patrick Hamilton on London“‘This is where I belong,’ he told himself. ‘I belong to London. And London belongs to me …’.”Nov 11, 2021Nov 11, 2021
Bile in Sicily: Verga’s Mastro-don GesualdoA couple of years back I blogged about Il Gattopardo (The Leopard), Giuseppe Tomasi di Lampedusa’s famous account of social upheaval in…Aug 7, 2021Aug 7, 2021
Who needs art galleries?Is it art? Is it, fuck? No, but is it art? Er, maybe …May 24, 2021May 24, 2021
Writing about the HolocaustIs it right to blog like this about the Holocaust? Maybe not, I don’t know. Anyway, over the weekend I watched three different Holocaust…Jan 25, 2021Jan 25, 2021
Nothing matters, man: re-watching CassavetesAbout: John Cassavetes. Specifically, watching (re-watching) five of his films during the last five consecutive nights. Yep, this heroic…Jan 20, 2021Jan 20, 2021
Lockdown librariesFar more importantly, hundreds of thousands around the world have died in a few months, many of them because of the inertia of governments…Jun 3, 2020Jun 3, 2020
Dust to dust: reading The Leopard; or why I hate going to stately homesThere’s a scene near the end of Giuseppe Tomasi di Lampedusa’s Il Gattopardo (The Leopard) where a priest is sent to investigate the…Aug 26, 2019Aug 26, 2019