sound < sight.
three colors red
passion (the last temptation of christ)
the thin blue line
ascenseur pour l'echafaud
koyaanisqatsi
black cat, white cat
and until tonight mishima - a life in four chapters. all unseen films whose soundtracks i am intimately familiar with. there's a rich, and teasing pleasure (and an inevitability) to finally watching a film you've developed a sonic bond with.
mishima, scored by philip glass, directed and co-written by paul schrader (who wrote taxi driver and raging bull), is stunning. a biopic that skips back and forth between yukio mishima's life - shot in black and white - and his (life-inspired) novels - shot in bright theatrical color - to paint a picture of an artist searching for beauty in the eternal ultimately leading to his suicide. there's sex, body-building, homosexuality, pronography, private militias and narcisism along the journey. mishima strives to go beyond the writer's role as a voyeur and unite art and action, pen and sword. he also struggles with getting older, physically and mentally. in a memorable conversation in color, two young body-builders bump into an artist and state that the human body is the ultimate artform. the artist retorts that bodies fade with age while art transcends time, reaches for the eternal. mishima is an artist with a genius mastery of the written word who still seems claustrophobically frustrated by his inability to acheive absolute expression.
must seek out some of mishima's books.
passion (the last temptation of christ)
the thin blue line
ascenseur pour l'echafaud
koyaanisqatsi
black cat, white cat
and until tonight mishima - a life in four chapters. all unseen films whose soundtracks i am intimately familiar with. there's a rich, and teasing pleasure (and an inevitability) to finally watching a film you've developed a sonic bond with.
mishima, scored by philip glass, directed and co-written by paul schrader (who wrote taxi driver and raging bull), is stunning. a biopic that skips back and forth between yukio mishima's life - shot in black and white - and his (life-inspired) novels - shot in bright theatrical color - to paint a picture of an artist searching for beauty in the eternal ultimately leading to his suicide. there's sex, body-building, homosexuality, pronography, private militias and narcisism along the journey. mishima strives to go beyond the writer's role as a voyeur and unite art and action, pen and sword. he also struggles with getting older, physically and mentally. in a memorable conversation in color, two young body-builders bump into an artist and state that the human body is the ultimate artform. the artist retorts that bodies fade with age while art transcends time, reaches for the eternal. mishima is an artist with a genius mastery of the written word who still seems claustrophobically frustrated by his inability to acheive absolute expression.
must seek out some of mishima's books.
