30 hand picked films. A new one every day
A lateral descent through the midnight blues and blacks of ice and the refracted colors from absorbed oils.
''I lost sight due to a blow on the head from slipping on balck ice (leading to eye surgery, eventually) and now (because of artificially thinned blood) most steps I take outdoors all winter are made in frightful awareness of black ice'' - S.B.
☆☆☆ e mezzo.
A deathly kaleidoscope.
I have to fully understand Brakhage vision & his view of the world to appreciate him more, love this one
Why it gotta be black?