Blue Ruin, 2014
Instant Classic film Noir by Brooklyn based Jeremy Saulnier.
After hearing that the man who murdered his parents has been released from prison, Dwight Evans abandons his pitiful life as a beach bum and returns to his hometown, reigniting a violent feud that had begun decades earlier. (via Cinema Review: Blue Ruin | Under the Radar - Music Magazine)
Kurt and chicken.
20 years later, and still the talk of town.
Sweat, Dirt and Beer
Last night, as my flatmate and I left the BFI, after watching the grueling Wake in Fright, I was relieved to know he would be coming to the flat instead of heading out to his girlfriends, as is custom. I was frightened.
As a documentary photographer one is taught to immerse in the subject that one is photographing; blurring the line, dispersing into the landscape. While revisiting the film I couldn’t help but to recall situations that I have deliberately put myself into while trying to get the photographs I want, and how terribly awful must be to remain against my will in such places.
If Gary Bond, our leading actor, a frustrated teacher who gets stalled in a miner town in the Australian outback on his way to Sidney in search of a better future, had been there to document macho camaraderie and alcoholism is isolated towns, it would have result an utterly realistic photographic document. However, that is not the case. Our instructor is desperate to leave the town, yet finding himself quickly without money and a handful of new male friends who will bully him into the unimaginable, he’ll begin to question his own boundaries.
Ted Kotchetf’s film premiered in Cannes in 1971 to an audience that included a 24 years old Martin Scorsese. After being lost for decades is now showing in selected cinemas in London. Don’t dare to bring a first date.
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