WEEK 33

33. THE TENANT, dir. ROMAN POLANSKI, 1976

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gene hackman bangs his boot heel against the train station counter: a perfectly brilliant image to end a film peppered with brilliant images. very glad i saw this one. solid.

and now, THE TENANT, a film i've started but never finished. we here at film orgy seem to gravitate towards films of the 1970s. hope this is new to you, too.

WEEK 32

32. SCARECROW, dir. JERRY SCHATZBERG, 1973

i'm all caught up.
it was radradrad to watch black orpheus, belatedly, in such close proximity to le samourai! not to become habit (i plan on consistency in weekly viewing once again from this point forward), but a great, great color palette jump from one film to the next.
i loved the gray shades in samourai, gray gray and blue gray and then suddenly sudden blue blue, real blue, bright blue, deep blue, train blue. the film felt to me like a study in concentration, of what it is to be focused, to move distinctly. i thought i should live in that room with steel-gray walls and doors and curtains and bedspreads of shapes, mainly squares, that only focus one's attention further. i should buy a trench coat and a hat and speak little, if at all, and carry a wire full of keys that hold escape from the places that attempt to break my concentration.
i also just wanted to wear the keys as a necklace, they were beautiful.

never seen scarecrow. maybe you have. if not, i guess the time is now.

WEEK 31

31. LE SAMOURAI, dir. JEAN-PIERRE MELVILLE, 1967

i have seen two jean-pierre melville films (bob le flambeur, le doulos) and enjoyed them both a great deal; i am excited to see this one. much like sasha, i fell into a tv trap for awhile, but now i am back. oh, it's so good to be back!

WEEK 30

30. ROBERT RAUSCHENBERG, WHITE PAINTING, 1951. **NO FILM POST THIS WEEK**

i am behind in film viewing. i feel a big white space. i've been developing blisters in the garden, i've had my nose in a book reading hazy and bone slicing descriptions of the bloody hallucinations and pits of war, i've been lazily staring at the wall semi-paralyzed at all that needs doing. it's time to catch up. i realized late last night that it was my week to post and rather than put another stone on the grand pile i've been collecting of things past due, i thought it better to re-up. i am watching too much of the wire. no, there is no such thing.
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WEEK 29

29. BLACK ORPHEUS, dir. MARCEL CAMUS, 1959