Showing posts with label Godard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Godard. Show all posts

Monday, January 19, 2009

Genius Marketing #44: Shepard filmmakers
Reclamation #4?
Design Poach #7!







As in marketing for the country. And, these guys. And, Paste Magazine. I shoulda made one of a lady. And, probably, more Americans. But, well, these are the pix I have on my hard drive. You can make your own posters by clicking here. --RWK

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Encounter #124: Une Catastrophe, de Jean-Luc Godard


Nathan is hella correct, my friends. This thing is just too fucking good. So good I need to jump out my window into the rain--no pants!--and run around the block all freezing, laughing as the drops pelt my face and chest and my (rully long, for me) hair gets pushed flat on my forehead into my eyes so by the time I'm circled 'round again not only am I colder than cold but I'm straight shivering everywhere and, well, I'm blind, too. Dude can't quit tennis, can he? --RWK

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Encounter #68: Motion picture, it's called.


Sorry again to those who need subtitles. Dig how Fritz Lang says the cinemascope frame was invented for serpents. And the Olympic discus toss: Jerry envisions himself as Odysseus, doesn't he? Is he really, only a stand-in for all the producers who made JLG's picture-making life "hell"? I don't think so. I think there has to be at least some of JLG in Jerry. Makes me think, again, always, during the opening weekend of Funny Games, FUCK YOU, Haneke. You can love cinema and make a movie called Contempt and not hate on your audience: you can make fun of yourself a little instead. Not only is it much more endearing, it's a better way to be in the world. --RWK

Genius Marketing #10: Le Mépris, bande-annonce originale
Songs #7: Théme de Camille


After reading good buddy Steve Boone's takedown of Contempt at The House, I wound up searching for clips on youtube (can I ever not "waste time"?) and came across this amazing trailer. Makes me want to see it again even more. Especially on a big screen. I could live in that score most days. And, you know, Brigitte Bardot's naked ass. (O, snap!) --RWK

statues

Georges Delarue - Théme de Camille (zshare audio files are automatically on repeat...ahh!)

[Pic is no mystery. I'm handing this one to you. Plus another to, um, grow on. Both were stolen. I do not own _Contempt_, although I wouldn't mind that. My friends all know its cover beckons me whenever we're in the DVD section of Amoeba.]

naked ass

UPDATE, ten minutes later:
Duh: Rialto is re-releasing the picture. Here's the ad with subtitles, if you're into that sort of thing. Or you just don't understand French and think that's the way you're meant to enjoy this trailer. (I don't think that's the case.)