GRRRR

I wrote to someone else today recommending a film called, Breaking the Waves. It was produced in 1996 and written and directed by Lars von Trier. It is not easy to watch. It is long. It is without doubt one of the most powerful films I have seen in years. It should be required in any class on film or screen writing.

It is such a delicious feeling to watch a film or read someones work and just know that it is perfect. Each line, each paragraph building that balance of tention, of drama, so that the observer or the reader is no longer apart from the process but drawn in, a willing participant.

Maybe that is what "art" is, when you can loose yourself, for an hour or a day, in someone elses efforts and their reality becomes your own.

Yahoo!

No heat in the office tonight except for a little portable one. I was thinking of cold things. Like this movie Cold Comfort Farm..."I saw something nasty in the woodshed" or "It will be a cold day in hell," "cold as a witches tit," icey cold coca cola, you break my cold cold heart. There are many more but I am awfully cold. Lethargic, cold as mollassis in January. I will go to bed and wait till the cold light of day. One last cold image...Dr. Zhivago movie, sanctuary in the ice encrusted building, so beautiful, I remember it years later that scene. It comes to me whenever I look at ice formations.

This is my first entry. Yep!