SPEkTR har bidraget med det meste musik til kortfilmen 'Damer'.
Det er det mest syrede. At se musik, jeg kender så intimt, sat til andre billeder end dem, jeg selv ser så levende for mig, når jeg spiller eller lytter til os...
Smukke damer. Bryster og flere bryster. Øjne, læber, svulmende. En svansende matros, en liderlig matros, en kyssende matros - i hvide bomuldsunderbukser. Eller med bar røv. Hav. Hav og bølger.
Jeg synes, det er en flot film - og jeg synes, den og vores musik klæder hinanden. Overraskende - men godt.
I saw the very funny and interesting documentary 'Exit Through The Giftshop' today. Generally speaking a movie about street-art, but then it gets complicated. I won't reveal too much, but it's a movie edited by Banksy about the videodirector who's making a documentary about Banksy... makes sense? Well, see it, it's so great, and visualizes 'hype' in a really revealing way.
Trailer:
It was a pretty spontanious idea to see it, so getting home and googling it, I found this interesting theory - that Banksy in reality is the moviedirector Thierra Guetta. Or that Thierry is a fictional character created by Banksy. Funny no matter what.
But no mention of Banksy without some Banksy art...
At 00.01 am today I saw Lars von Triers new movie 'Melancholia'.
I got seasick from watching it(!), but other than that, I though it was a good movie. Not amazingly von Trier-esque, but good, beautiful and thoughtprovoking. Definatly a different sort of apocalyptic story - refreshing.
I'm really tired today, but by sheer luck I had to drink coffee for two hours due to something workrelated. Not amazing coffee, but it's kept me going - until now. Yawn! I'm gonna make me some tea, slize up some pineapple and cosy up with a movie that I can fall asleep to. Tomorrow is a national holiday in Denmark - yay! (But still, I have to make an interview at 10.15 am...)
The music in 'Melancholia' is the prelude from Wagners 'Tristan and Isolde'. I don't like opera, but I adore Wagners music when there's no singing. It's so powerful. The way the music is used in the movie is quite hardcore.
Last year at the CPH:PIX filmfestival I saw more than +20 movies!
I haven't seen a single one this year.
Hopefully I will catch one or two in this week... but I have to acknowledge the fact that it might not happen.
So I was just reminiscing the best movie - or maybe the most surprising and innovative - I saw last year.
'A Town Called Panic'.
The crazy french duo behind have made a short with the characters: 'The Cake'
I can't stop laughing. Allthough I barely speak any french, in my opinion you don't need to understand what they say. You're just brought right back to childhood and playing with your toys and all the crazy + amazing stuff that happened to them in the hands of small, greasy fingers and unlimited, uninhibited imagination.
Have any of you seen some (good/bad/whatever) movies at this years festival?
I've had a song on my mind these last couple of days. I finally found a deacent video for it on vimeo, and I can't copy it to here! So you'll need to click on the link to see.
The lyrics are sweet and hopefull... perfect for spring and sun.
This is a call of arms to live and love and sleep together We could flood the streets with love or light or heat whatever Lock the parents out, cut a rug, twist and shout Wave your hands Make it rain For stars will rise again The youth is starting to change Are you starting to change? Are you? Together In a couple of years Tides have turned from booze to tears And in spite of the weather We could learn to make it together The youth is starting to change Are you starting to change? Are you? Together
I think the video is really cool, actually, and it reminds me of two movies.
First: Donnie Darko - I could choose the video of Sparkle Motion dancing, but instead, you get Tears For Fears and the cool beginning of the movie. It used to be one of my favorite movies - I had quite a crush on Jake Gyllenhaal for a while there. And Tears For Fears are awesome! So... here you go:
And second - kitchy children dancing?!? Yeah, you know it... Little Miss Sunshine - allthough that song is awfull, it's such a funny and sweet movie - Abigail Breslin, the little girl, is amazing - and the rest of the soundtrack is really great, featuring Sufjan Stevens and Devotchka.
This video is syncronised - fun galore!
I am a big fan of the photographer Anton Corbijn, and I remember how excited I was when I discovered that he was gonna direct a movie about Ian Curtis, the leadsinger of Joy Division - and a tragic figure.
The movie is from 2007, and I really recommend it. Visually and soundwise it's amazing. The actor playing Ian is really good, and he sings all the songs himself. Good job!
But if you want the real deal, this is their hauntingly beautiful teenangstridden song, Love Will Tear Us Apart.
It's not only arcaic words that are being revealed these days. Also posters of such epic movies as 'There's Something About Mary' and last but not least 'I Still Know What You Did Last Summer' see the light of day.
Those films premiered in 1998... does that make them classics?
We had a great concert yesterday! The best thing in the world is to play live... what does non-musicians get their kick out of? Don't get it...
Today some of us in the band took care of gear, and when that was done I found myself on Nørrebro at 12.15 and thought: "Why not go see a movie in Empire at 12.30?". So I did - as you can see in the first picture, the place was kinda empty - I think we were less than 10 people who saw the movie; 'Winters Bone'. It was really good and intense. It's so scary that people live in societies like that in a country like America.
On my way home I stopped to take a photo of my favorite spot in Cph (it's a classic by now) because the weather was so lovely - and there on one of the bridgepillars was a note with the word 'change' on it - backwards. How fitting for my situation right now.
When will be the next time that I have the luxury of going to the movies in the middle of the day?
I spent the evening with my friend. She made amazing mousaka, and then we wanted to see a movie.
I'd given her 'Boy A' a long time ago, and it was still unwrapped, so I suggested to her that we watch it - me for the second time.
Everyone in the world should be forced to watch this movie - then we can talk about 'evil'!
Social heritage is such a huge factor that - in my opinion - is constantly underestimated.
It is possibly the most heartwrenching movie I've ever seen. We both sobbed helplessly.
Last night after I said farewell to sweet Linda, I started thinking that we'd sort of had a 'blind date' in a friend-sort-of-way.
We had such a fun evening. First soup and lots of talking at Soupanatural (mine was spicy blackbean soup, YUM!, and Linda had tomatosoup - btw, how was it?), then hurry-hurry-hurry to the cinema were we saw 'Biutiful'. An intense movie with many poor excistenses and sad faiths centered around Javier Bardems character. Without no climax or epiphanies, it just sort of faded out in the end. Tough, tough movie, but fascinating and good!
After the movie Linda and I talked some more, about blogging and journalism and life and all in between. And then we bid adieu on Nørrebrogade. Perfect. Oh, and she'd bought candy for both of us - how sweet is that?!
One of my oldest and dearest friend is expecting in the end of February. Look at her gorgeous belly - I can't wait till I'm an aunt! This dear little soul is going to be showered with love and affection. Such a miracle - I screamed and cried with joy when she told me this summer.
We went to the danish pre-premiere of 'Black Swan' - what an intense and ice-thrilling movie. It really deserves the mediahype. Natalie Portman is astounding! I had chills so many times because of her acting, the scenografy and the music - but I know and love the music, of course. What a brilliant idea to take the ballet Swan Lake and use as the dropback for a twisted thriller.
The music. By Tchaikovsky.
Funny how some of my favorite classical music is made for the ballet.
Ravels 'Daphnis et Chloé' and Prokovievs 'Romeo and Juliet' to name a few.
I've had an emotional weekend. I really wish I could control them, those damn selfsufficiant emotions, and not be such a slave to them... will I ever learn?
If it wasn't for amazing friends...
Yesterday I had beers and played Scrabble at Din Nye Ven, a great coffeeplace/bar - the name means 'Your New Friend'. Best name!
There was bandpractice - it should have been on thursday, but was cancelled; and then it was cancelled again today. You can't blame someone with a bruised foot, but I really need to play the best music in the world with the best band soon!
So instead I managed an impromptu coffeedate with my friend, before she leaves for Japan - and after that I headed for the movietheater to meet another friend and watch 'Io sono l'Amore' - 'I am love'. Best title?
It stars a frightningly spectacular Tilda Swinton - she's very versatile and breathtaking in this film.
A very sensuel movie - toying with vision and sound. Really interesting and picturesque. But one that needs to float in my head for a few days, before I can come with a verdict. But I know I like it. That's something.
I didn't take any pictures at all this weekend. Typical. But I've had this song in my head most of today...
What I most wanted this christmas isn't something that you can wrap and give as a present.
It didn't come to me, but it may still fall into my arms at any time to come, so I'm still dreaming.
But I did get some wonderful presents. My mormor gave me a Bjørn Wiinblad jar that I'm gonna store tea in. My godmother gave me some mooomin-porcelain to my ever-expanding collection, and my parents gave me Murakamis 'The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle', Miyazakes 'Ponyo', a howling wolf (love it!) and a beautiful deer-couple as earrings. Way too much. But I love it all.
One of my friends have just returned home from India.
He gave me 50 Rupees. He had different rupee bills, and I've been told that you can't take them out of India - but they're not upholding that rule thoroughly, it would seem. All of them have Mahatma (=great spirit) Gandhi on them. I can't imagine a greater person. "When I despair, I remember that all through history the ways of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants, and murderers, and for a time they can seem invincible, but in the end they always fall. Think of it - always." - Gandhi.
Puts ones own, silly life in perspective... but most importantly a man like him gives you strength.
One of my favorite movies is Richard Attenboroughs 'Gandhi'. Ben Kingsley as Gandhi is one of the greatest portrayals in movie history.
If you haven't seen it, I recommend that you do. Now! Go go!
So, this is what I bought in Helsingborg.
Such a cute squirrel-plate that looks right at home with my other assorted plates, a tea-robot and some yarn and a crocheting-needle. I've never crocheted before... I'm hoping to make wristwarmers. There's a long way to go. Hmmm.
Doesn't the little, shiny robot in the teacup remind you of C-3PO getting an oil bath?
As if this day hadn't been great enough, I used my winning (2 free tickets) from yesterday and caught the last showing of 'The Kids Are Allright'.
Wow, what a fantastic movie! So funny, thoughtful and genuine - and great acting. Me and my friend thouroughly enjoyed ourselves.
She just left, after dinner and tea and guytalk and laughing and more laughing.
Every day in December until x-mas eve, the danish movietheater etcetera, Cinemateket, has a competition: Guess the still from the movie and win free tickets.
Well, I won! I, as well as many others, said that this was from 'Don't Look Now' - that's Donald Sutherlands ass hanging from the ceiling.
What a great way to start the week!
"I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz..."
Excerpt from the mindblowing poem by Allen Ginsberg, a poem that helped define the beatgeneration.
The movie about the poem, it's immediate consequense and the man behind just premiered in the movietheatres. I want to see it!
