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Friday, October 05, 2012

Mother Night

I have never read Mother Night by Kurt Vonnegut, but the film was darkly ironic and although it was not in the four or five-star class, I found it watchable. I especially like the scene where Nick Nolte is viewing a film of himself spewing Nazi propaganda, and the shadow of his film face is reflected on his older face as he is stunned to realize who he had become.

I also liked the use of color film for memories and black and white for present time scenes. It was appropriately used and added depth to the film. 

Lars and The Real Girl

This film is touching and for some reason, reassuring. I can't say a lot about the plot without ruining it for you, but I am glad I saw it.

Tuesday, October 02, 2012

Growing up with Art

In the house where I grew up, We had a reproduction of this Winslow Homer oil painting over the mantelpiece, and I gazed at it for hours at a time. The turbulence and mystery of the image still remind me of my mother, who was both turbulent and mysterious.
“Mine are the heavens and mine is the earth. Mine are the nations, the just are mine, and mine the sinners. The angels are mine, and the Mother of God, and all things are mine; and God himself is mine and for me, because Christ is mine and all for me. What do you ask, then, and seek, my soul? Yours is all of this, and all is for you. Do not engage yourself in anything less or pay heed to the crumbs that fall from your Father’s table. Go forth and exult in your Glory! Hide yourself in it and rejoice, and you will obtain the supplications of your heart.”- Saint John of the Cross, Sayings of Light and Love, 27