I think I found this here, but never had much luck finding the original S&S interview. http://8ate.blogspot.com/2008/04/french-acclaim-for-guru-dutt.html?m=0
Popoye's Chicken is fuckin' awsome!
Kamal Swaroop on his process, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RtxboGynvhM
Extremely visceral. Highly experimental. The "Sayat Noya" of Indian Cinema!
turbulent world, idealistic struggle; intangible souls, tangible landscape; mystical inspiration; kindled passion, vanquished love; peace and beauty restored;
the marvellous mindfuck!
the storm will envelope you and you will never stop imagining the scene that never comes in the visual, of Nietzsche and the Turin horse. Stasis of life, burden of existence, abstractness in simplicity - Tarr's epic finale, his grand exit, cinema at it's purest.
I gotta hold on to my angst. I preserve it because I need it. It keeps me sharp (snaps fingers), on the edge (snaps fingers), where I gotta be. This is Mann's symphony, his crescendo, an ultimate peak and damn good cinema.
Oliver Assayas on the music from the film, "Possibly one of the most remarkable transpositions of poetry on screen. Dutt plays the poet himself and when he says the verses, he actually sings (using the beautiful voice of Mohammad Rafi). It's just out of this world. More than once I've had tears in my eyes listening to the audio tape I bought in Delhi in the late eighties".
after second viewing, I want to intercept all broadcast signals right now and shout Videodrome is a fucking epic!
Lynch demonstrates how TV should be done, perfect! Is it me or anyone else gets the smells of Jarmusch deadpan with quirky characters and especially season 1?
25 years since the dawn of the ultimate bollywood blockbuster!
where is the genius hiding?
Like Ramin Bahrani puts it, "Lessons one through one hundred in how to write, shoot, direct, and edit a film. Sit down and enjoy."
can't breathe ... empty case outside, DVD missing inside ... must survive ... must muster strength ... must live on and tell Rohmer tales to unfortunate friends ...
Alexandre reminds me of certain so'me'one
love love love that still ...
"The principle of cinema is to go towards the light and shine it on our night, our music."
Some great camerawork, some good music, some good acting especially Zarina Wahad who plays the mom, Kajol and Shah Rukh Khan at times, but loads of melodrama, lots of over-the-top effort to keep heroism in the same bollywood mode make the film unbearable midway and towards the end.
If art is universal and timeless, Pather Panchali is the paragon of such artistic masterpieces, Ray’s genius lies in his craft that is utterly simplistic, add to it the sense of visual and passion for the art, the cumulative result is a spell binding film that is rooted in reality and bursts with beauty -- the best movie from India.
Yi Yi re-affirms that fact that life is simple,subtle, routine, normal yet a beautiful celebration of love,longing and hope. Captivating and undeniably dazzling. Thanks to David-Davecito-Davdji's unflinching support for the movie.