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Surrealist of the week: Robert Flores, the man who killed three nursing professors at the University of Arizona before killing himself; specifically, the term-paper-esque cover page of his 22-page letter sent to the local newspaper. The entire letter is an odd but captivating read, in fact.
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8 Women (François Ozon), C+ In six words: Clue as musical French sex farce. I appreciate Ozon’s subversion of the Agatha Christie genre without terribly liking it: The monotony of the unvarying plot points and constant “shocking” personal revelations is meant as satiric -- a commentary on the harm of unfettered truth -- but that doesn’t mean it’s pleasurable to watch the repetitive deconstruction. Unexpected ending works thematically but not as emotional apex, as was intended; Ozon obviously wants us to feel some compassion for the character at the center of the scene, but given the disclosures regarding the character in the previous 100 minutes, we can’t. Musical numbers lovely in an amateur Everyone Says I Love You manner.
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Because of the comments problem, I may delay the contest once again. Check here around 5:00P for more details.
oh so lovingly written by
Matthew |
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
