Monthly Archives: November 2011

Creel Pone: Set your mind free and your body will follow.

According to Simon Reynolds (Writer for The Wire) Creel Pone is a mystery project that started around 2005. To the uninitiated music lover, but serious art lover, this project struck me as beautiful and exciting. For all I know, music lovers do this sort of thing all the time. UP until recently, I was a […]

Snowtown: Australian Gothic

I saw Snowtown – on DVD unfortunately – last night. I would have liked to see it on the big screen, but I missed it when it was on there, so that is life. If you are not familiar with the basic plot, this is a film about Australia’s ‘worst’ serial killer John Bunting and […]

Poet Paul Stubbs: the primordial cry.

I’m reading The Black Herald #2 in preparation for a review. I wanted to share this quote by Paul Stubbs in his excellent introduction to the magazine (about which I will wax lyrical later) “… It must at all costs remain the brutal single-mindedness of the writer to endure and locate what Paul Celan described […]

We need to talk about Kevin: Cinematic quality in a sea of ambiguity.

It’s been a bit of a film week for me. I saw We Need To Talk About Kevin, and I need to fess up right away that I haven’t read Lionel Shriver’s book. Nor do I intend to. I have nothing against Ms Shriver, but I read Room by Emma Donoghue and I will confess […]

The Ides of March: Bit of a yawn really.

The Ides of March is a film full of ‘good moments’ and that is about the best you can say of it. It’s an old story / message – one we all know and suspect Clooney of harbouring. That is politics is tired and cynical itself; driven by a lust for the win rather than […]

Jane Austen: At the top of the Kindle pile.

Spare me just a moment to bend my knee and worship at the Jane Austen altar. Trawling around the net today in search of Fodder for my best books of 2011 list (groan I know but you know you want it) and realising in horror I have to read IQ84 books one and two before […]

Jules and Jim: Genius locked away in a moment in time.

There are many ways to appreciate a Francoise Truffaut film. In this respect he is the aesthetes greatest friend. There is never the moral simplicity we see in a Bresson film or the obtuse avantgarde we see in Godard. Truffaut is an artist who makes films he thinks are beautiful. Jules and Jim is an […]

Listening to music over and over contaminates it.

  Listening to music over and over contaminates it. Repeated listening robs the music of autonomy. Listening is stealing. Reading is a collaboration. Music soaks me up. It absorbs me. When I go back to a piece of music over and over I erode its inner direction and I colonize it. The music loses its […]

It’s that which is in plain sight that you can’t see, that is the most interesting.

I’ve had a bit of a film epiphany this year. I always loved film, but for many and various reasons, only came to discover the very best of film this year – rather late in life. Maybe not late in life, but a long time later than I would have prefered. In 2001 I saw […]

Sun Ra: the sun always rises

“What’s the difference between a man and a human being?” In early 1971 Sun Ra was artist-in-residence at University of California, Berkeley, teaching a course called “The Black Man In the Cosmos”. Rather few students enrolled but the classes were often full of curious persons from the surrounding community. One half-hour of each class was […]