Showing posts with label Bill Callahan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bill Callahan. Show all posts

Monday, October 05, 2009

Cosmic calls in on us, again.

by Ryland Walker Knight


elena! ingrid!

I'd planned on letting that last widget post lapse past the page, but, well, this early AM I got excited about some more recommendations from my daily dials. The coding on the widget is a little wonky, but, still, I'm updating it. Here goes. Most immediate would be that I just finished watching Criterion's Renoir box set of films from the 1950s, Stage and Spectacle, and I cannot sing its praises enough. Not only are the films all delightful, and typically excellent, but spread across the three discs is the interview Jacques Rivette conducted with le maitre, called "Jean Renoir parle de son art," which has as many lessons about cinema (and art in general) as you'll get in a full semester of study. Essential viewing. Likewise, Bill Callahan's Woke on a Whaleheart has been getting a bunch of spins around these parts. I'm going to have to return my library copy of Infinite Jest this week and hope to pick up another copy at my next local, but you can certainly buy one because it's worth it; I'd just rather spend that $12 on some food right now. Or, I could put it towards a copy of that new Farber on Film behemoth (which Glenn wrote a few words about over here). Finally, in my haze yesterday, browsing around (somewhere, anywhere), I learned that the Blu Ray release of 2001: A Space Odyssey is currently being sold at a staggering discount, which is another disc I'd love to own along with the requisite player. Can't beat 70mm at the Castro, but it's better than standard def on a tube. Some day soon, we can hope!

sap!
— There's sap in the trees if you tap'm

10.06.09: Added five more things to give the lil box two pages of fun stuff. Quickly: (1) Nabokov: Novels 1955-1962: Lolita / Pnin / Pale Fire for the greatest 20th Century novelist's most recognizably seminal works; (2) That FatCat reissue of Spirit They're Gone, Spirit They've Vanished + Danse Manitee for how those wacky Bmore guises got started; (3) The Cary Grant Box Set (Holiday / Only Angels Have Wings / The Talk of the Town / His Girl Friday / The Awful Truth) for the best Hollywood actor of all time in some of the best Hollywood pictures of all time; (4) A Christmas Tale for being the best picture of what I feel about families, and mine (with more words soon upon this DVD's release); and (5) the game of Scattergories for all the fun it's brought me through the years.

Saturday, October 03, 2009

Sunrise: Monkeys do piggish things, too.

by Ryland Walker Knight




—Lumber weighs a ton

So there's this brand, spankin' new Masters of Cinema release of Murnau's Sunrise. It's one of those pictures we all know is great by reputation and then get doubly learned on by actually watching (again, for me, after a long gap). Those fine folks across the pond sent me some check discs. These images are from disc 1, the Movietone version. Now, I'm not the DVD expert our friend Glenn is (see his column here), but, this new edition sure looked crisp and beautiful. At any rate, I put together an image-essay for Danny over at The Notebook. You can click right here to soak it up. I sure do hope you do, for you. And, if it helps, give old Bill Callahan a listen while you're looking to remember the daylight.

—Also, I've cross-posted my work at VINYL IS IMAGES.