This is a blog to keep me sane. Every film I see. Every day of the year. Some may be accompanied by a sentence, and hell, one or two may have an essay joining them. However, all will be here. Hope you don't mind going along for the ride. It should be one hell of a fun one.
The Nietzsche story is like an absurd punch line placed ahead of an extended joke, and what follows — seven days in the life of the horse, his owner and the owner’s daughter — is a kind of Genesis story in reverse, an account not of the world’s apocalyptic destruction but rather of its step-by-step de-creation. The wind continues to howl, and existence seems to grind to a halt as darkness swallows everything.
Just one paragraph from A.O. Scott’s review of Bela Tarr’s The Turin Horse. Probably the best review of the film I’ve read. Or at least the most intriguing. I find the film, though, to be even more powerful than he does. It’s kind of brilliant.
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY
