Little did I realise that what began in the alleys and back ways of this quiet town would end in the Badlands of Montana.

Age isn’t interesting. Age is depressing. Age is dull. Age doesn’t have anything to do with anything.


"They dance her out into the street, they dance her over the mountains and valleys, through fields and forests, through night and day. Time rushes by, love rushes by, life rushes by but the Red Shoes go on…" - The Red Shoes (1948, Michael Powell & Emeric Pressburger)
"They dance her out into the street, they dance her over the mountains and valleys, through fields and forests, through night and day. Time rushes by, love rushes by, life rushes by but the Red Shoes go on…" - The Red Shoes (1948, Michael Powell & Emeric Pressburger)

The Douglas Sirk Color Melodrama
Sirk’s melodramas of the 1950s, while highly commercially successful, were generally very poorly received by reviewers. His films were considered unimportant because they revolve around female emotions and domestic issues, seen as banal at the time because of their focus on larger-than-life feelings, and unrealistic because of their conspicuous style. Attitudes toward Sirk’s films changed drastically in the 1960s and 1970s as his work was re-examined by French, American, and British critics. From around 1970 there was a considerable interest among academic film scholars for Sirk’s work - especially his American melodramas. Often centering on the formerly criticized style, his films were now seen as masterpieces of irony. The plots of the films were no longer taken at face value, and the analyses instead found that the films really criticized American society underneath the banal surface plot. The criticism of the 1970s and early 1980s was dominated by an ideological take on Sirk’s work, gradually changing from being Marxist-inspired in the early 1970s to being focused on gender and sexuality in the late 1970s and early 1980s.

criterioncast:

From Marketa Lazarová

Available June 18th, from Criterion.

YESSS. FINALLY.

Tom Gunning's "Moving Away From the Index: Cinema and the Impression of Reality" (2007)

filmsparks:

A good read for contemporary film theory. 

The Red Shoes are never tired. They dance her out into the street, they dance her over mountains and valleys, through fields and forests, through night and day. Time rushes by, love rushes by, life rushes by, but the Red Shoes go on.

This is becoming a re-blog tumblr devoted to The Red Shoes

-Why do you want to dance?
-Why do you want to live?

funeaters:

Why hello again, 

Yes, I still exist (on some level at least — grad school is a life sucker).

Here’s some Minneapolis brunch-eggs benedict-food porn to wet your palate from one of my favorite brunch spots— The Lowry. They also have one of the best bloody Mary’s I’ve had in Minneapolis (and I’ve had a few). This particular brunch was especially hung over — hence the multiple liquids (and glass of ice). Oh— in Minneapolis they give you a free beer chaser with your bloody Mary (at first it was weird, now it makes perfect sense).

More posts to come from Minneapolis! 

Posted on February 4, 2013

Reblogged from: Fun Eaters!

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A painting is always quite moral when it is tragic and presents the horror of the things it depicts.

A painting is always quite moral when it is tragic and presents the horror of the things it depicts.

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