cuba: memories of underdevelopment

massively personal and poetic film. based on a book by edmundo desnoes and directed in 1968 by tomás gutiérrez alea (IMDB) during the turmoil of social change in cuba. it is unfortunately his one and only good film, but how many can you do in a lifetime anyway? don’t ask why the titles are in japanese… by dd

some thoughts on kindness

george saunders the importance of kindness

macarthur fellow and one of my personal favorite living authors mr. george saunders reminds us (in an animated trailer by tim bierbaum) that the greatest gift we can give is to be kind. it is all too often that human beings forget this; kindness is the brilliance that transcends time. by sv

love is to die

warpaint love is to die


anyone with two eyes and even the teensiest morsel of a brain was/is a fan of chris cunningham and his tremendous and often off-putting music videos for such artists as madonna, aphex twin, bjork squarepusher, and portishead amongst others. cunningham’s wife, jenny lee lindberg is the bassist of warpaint, an extraordinary musical act with whom he’s been working on this documentary for nearly two years. here’s the teaser trailer for love is to die. can’t wait to see the rest. by sv

pxl-2000

the pxl-2000 was a rare gem. It used an audio tape to record, what we may now call, low-fi video. poke around the internet to find a few examples of the amazing images it was able to record. if you want to find out more, check it out here. by bw

foxtrot blues

mighty blue magazine cover

image: cover for sheet music of foxtrot blues;  clip: part three of dmitri shostakovich’s jazz suite, the foxtrot blues themselves with ukelele accompaniment.  setting the tone for my day, gettin’ down with the hawaiian guitar. by sv

the last clean shirt

the last clean shirt film still

directed in 1964 by alfred leslie featuring the landscape and encompassing surroundings of new york city, the last clean shirt is a beautiful short film.  broken finnish overrode by the quaint subtitles penned by no other than frank o’hara.  the moma featured this film back in 2009, honoring leslie and o’hara as well, who used to be employed there in his heyday.  this film transcends many barriers, most of which you can read about here.  it irks me a bit that leslie does not give o’hara credit; perhaps a lapsed jealousy but nevertheless, this is worth a watch.  i threw in the eliot shout-out for good measure. by sv