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I have just returned from seeing my best cousin ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rushthatspeaks off at the airport. The halls were decked with appalling Christmas muzak. There must be some point in an all-instrumental "Twelve Days of Christmas," but neither of us could see it. Fortunately, there was a man in South Station playing "Votre toast" on a melodeon, so that was all right.
Placeholder for a longer report: as I have for years suspected I would, I love Derek Jarman. We watched Caravaggio (1986) on Monday and Edward II (1991) last night; his mix of period and anachronism and realism and theater is precisely correct and his films are full of beautiful things I didn't know I needed. Nigel Terry. Sean Bean, who I didn't know was ever that thin and blond and risky, making love to Tilda Swinton with gold coins. Tilda Swinton in porcelain-perfect makeup, bending to a prisoner to tear out his throat with her teeth. I cannot wait to get hold of his War Requiem (1989), which now appears to be on DVD in a region I can watch. Also, Wittgenstein (1993).
I dreamed last night that I was called up to teach Latin on no notice whatsoever, so I grabbed some notes out of my desk and ran to class. Wish me prophecy.
Happy birthday,papersky!
Happy Hanukkah!
Rabbit, rabbit.
rushthatspeaks off at the airport. The halls were decked with appalling Christmas muzak. There must be some point in an all-instrumental "Twelve Days of Christmas," but neither of us could see it. Fortunately, there was a man in South Station playing "Votre toast" on a melodeon, so that was all right.Placeholder for a longer report: as I have for years suspected I would, I love Derek Jarman. We watched Caravaggio (1986) on Monday and Edward II (1991) last night; his mix of period and anachronism and realism and theater is precisely correct and his films are full of beautiful things I didn't know I needed. Nigel Terry. Sean Bean, who I didn't know was ever that thin and blond and risky, making love to Tilda Swinton with gold coins. Tilda Swinton in porcelain-perfect makeup, bending to a prisoner to tear out his throat with her teeth. I cannot wait to get hold of his War Requiem (1989), which now appears to be on DVD in a region I can watch. Also, Wittgenstein (1993).
I dreamed last night that I was called up to teach Latin on no notice whatsoever, so I grabbed some notes out of my desk and ran to class. Wish me prophecy.
Happy birthday,
papersky!Happy Hanukkah!
Rabbit, rabbit.