April 10, 2008 at 8:23 pm Leave a comment

This week filmclub traveled to the remarkable land of Maya Deren‘s experimental short films. Bodies were placed and timed at the beach, dancing in space, and performing a rendition of what seemed to be a variation on the yellow wallpaper theme: crawling sisters amidst male violence.

The knife was a key;
both exit bodily.

Deren’s camera flows to new experiential planes. The tide is made to recede by coming in. Rearing forward from bourgeois chess to tidal pool, a meandering rook takes the lyric route out. And we follow. We the camera.

It can be sexy. Or existential:  the strangeness of body, molar-lunar, the just arrived of not trying to be somewhere.

I dig it.


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