My Masters:
Robert Bresson, Jean-Luc Godard, Andrei Tarkovsky
Fyodor Dostoevsky, Thomas Pynchon, James Joyce
Claudio Monteverdi, JS Bach, Antonin Dvorak
Don’t know painting yet…
Bresson’s The Devil Probably (Le Diable Probablement 1977) is my favorite film. Don’t think it’s his best, but no film has affected me as much.
There was a young man named Weasel
Who, for something to do, sniffed diesel
But he said “Nope, I’m done
Diesel won’t bring me fun
But perhaps the birds and the bees’ll”
Hurrah…
Bresson
There once was a man named Ro-bare
Who’s style was exceedingly spare
His films are the best
“But they’re cold” say the rest
But I’m right, and they’re wrong, so there!
Godard
There once was a man named Jean-Luc
Who makes quite a few people puke
But others he impresses
And the dear reader guesses
That this limerick came off as a fluke
Tarkovsky
There once was a man named Andrei
Too early was his final day
We can’t see it, we can’t hear it
But we can feel his spirit
Because in his films it did stay
