7.31.2004
This was the day
Short shorts. Got lost on the way and enjoyed (really) talking to gardeners and police. My first stop in a koban, ever. And ran across a boat dock with people rowing. It's near Kyobashi where I may move, huzzah. Maybe I'll take up rowing again. I'm going to become a professional hobbyist before long.
Watched...lessee...from 12pm to 10:30 pm in 1:40 blocks with 20 minute breaks to inhale ginger ale, cappuccino, some dish with too much chicken...before watching a chicken butchered. Oh dear.
Fortunately not all the films were dark, but shorts and indies do take the cake for extraneous violence at times. I think every punch, jab and stabbing can now be felt in my back if you'd care to step inside my skin for a moment. Awful, awful chairs at the MID Theater.
I would attempt a review, but none of us will ever see these films again. Unless you have IFC in which case you might see the weirdly unsatisfying Sofia Coppola "Maestro Selection" piece about backstabbing middle school girls. Maybe I just can't relate...she and I obviously had different experiences.
That and gosh, all I did was watch movies and I feel like I've just come back from a three-day bender (not that I know what that's like mind you). About halfway through I was enthusiastically emailing people in the break to try and drag them down on Sunday for more. Ah...prolly feel different Sunday but at this precise moment I feel like if I never see another short film or animation it'll be too soon. I want to be in the LIGHT.
Watched...lessee...from 12pm to 10:30 pm in 1:40 blocks with 20 minute breaks to inhale ginger ale, cappuccino, some dish with too much chicken...before watching a chicken butchered. Oh dear.
Fortunately not all the films were dark, but shorts and indies do take the cake for extraneous violence at times. I think every punch, jab and stabbing can now be felt in my back if you'd care to step inside my skin for a moment. Awful, awful chairs at the MID Theater.
I would attempt a review, but none of us will ever see these films again. Unless you have IFC in which case you might see the weirdly unsatisfying Sofia Coppola "Maestro Selection" piece about backstabbing middle school girls. Maybe I just can't relate...she and I obviously had different experiences.
That and gosh, all I did was watch movies and I feel like I've just come back from a three-day bender (not that I know what that's like mind you). About halfway through I was enthusiastically emailing people in the break to try and drag them down on Sunday for more. Ah...prolly feel different Sunday but at this precise moment I feel like if I never see another short film or animation it'll be too soon. I want to be in the LIGHT.
