Another beautiful accident with film:
The state has abandoned you, the forests are on fire. Your material possessions will not give you comfort nor rescue you. Where are you representatives now?
The Nationalists are here, the Centrists want your vote. You are of the wrong skin colour, the wrong heritage. Vote for us or your body will line the unmarked graves that we have prepared.
Your voice has been silenced, the villages are burning and will never be re-built. The sun does not forgive, your body will dry out in the desert. The oceans are acidifying, the animals are dying.
They are perverts, scum, ignore them and vote for us! Watch as the poor burn in their vertical prisons. Watch as the taxes rise and the services are cut. Watch as the rich profit from the misery of the poor, and the ill die in corridors.
Become one of us! Rip your heart from your chest, castigate all that you love, throw away any semblance of charity.
Join us, become us. Give up any hope of hope itself.
I have been shooting incorrectly for the majority of the time; it took me just one trip with the well-informed to tell me that. I should have known, I shouldn’t have shot from the hip, wasting film and time combined. Honestly, I have learnt my lesson, just hand me that last roll of black and white film and I’ll get your shot, the one that we both dream of on long hazy afternoons – the body laying silently, awaiting a brief exposure with your eyes focused on mine, the twin cradles of hips and shoulders turned towards me and only to me. As if in a dream the thin rivulets of your flesh cascade gently against the cold leather couch.
On developing I can see the flames licking the border of the shot, the deep blacks and greys helping to create shadow against the brilliant white of immovability. The mistaken shot turns into something more, an image captured that I had not originally cared to note.
I have to agree with this brief blog review on ‘Justjoe‘ that the ‘Life of Pi’ is a beautifully full movie, full of moving scenes that climax in an emotional final act. It is a film that richly rewards the audience with it’s intense beauty in both the dialogue and the use of music, and it’s rich alluding cinematography (those lovely lingering shots). It has found the perfect balance between the impact and use of 3D film technology to enhance and include the audience in the film, alongside coaxing excellent performances from the actors throughout.
The language throughout is wonderfully conveyed by the film, with the ship that “moved with the slow, massive confidence of a continent”, a suitably beguiling metaphor.
Many times I have picked up the book but never bought it. This will have to change, once I am through my current book cluster.