Friday, February 11, 2005Mad, I Tell You, Mad!
I think I'm losing my mind. It's The Paper Chase meets The Shining, except without the romantic angle or the elevator full of blood. But the academic pressure, the blank page (screen), the snow, the isolation, the conversations with people who aren't there... it's only a matter of time before I'm hacking through my own bathroom door with a hatchet and terrorizing my shower curtain.
I caught myself in the midst of a quiet but emphatic rant at Jean-Luc Godard this morning... "Why do you always have to be so goddamn obtuse? You go on and on about how so-and-so doesn't understand images and so-and-so is a traitor to the cinema, but when do you ever just explain what the fuck that actually means? Why can't you be more like Truffaut, huh? At least he's clear about his meaning..."
But Godard really pisses me off sometimes, y'know? I always feel like he's got something important to impart, but bugger if I can figure out what it is. Maybe I'm just too American. Or not French enough. Or something. But 150 pages of interviews later, I still can't figure out what the hell he's talking about.
Anyway, as the PortaPulpit is now very, very close to its first blogoversary, it's time to make an announcement:
Whereas in its first year, this blog focused primarily on liberal politics with occasional forays into movies and truth, in its second year that emphasis will be reversed. This is going to become a blog mostly about film, with occasional forays into liberal politics. It's just the way things are evolving. There'll always be a place here for anti-Bush snark, but you may find that there's a good deal more anti-Tarantino snark in the mix soon as well.
There, that should screw my demographic profile right and proper. |