catch22girl | Nov. 14th, 2003

What can I say about a day where I went from watching Maedchen in Uniform an early 1930s film about Prussian girls in a boarding school with lesbian overtones (and we're talking like STRONG overtones here) to Jean-Luc Godard's 1967 film Weekend?

I guess exhausting pretty much covers it. Weekend kind of shows that Godard hates me. I know he never met me and has no interest in me at all, but the film itself has so many of my LEAST favorite things in it that I can come to no other conclusion. There's so many layers of meaning that it winds up meaning almost nothing. I kept thinking 'there's no there there'. At least I can cross it off my "classics I must watch" list.

I was reading Pauline Kael's collection of film criticisms "Deeper into Movies" and it's interesting how many films from the 1970s just did not survive. I find it really fascinating to read reviews written at the actual cultural moment of some films and stars. You know, before the director/actor/writer/film became 'untouchable' and all reviews became something like fan club letters. I'm sure people have seen examples of what I mean. There's an entire generation of film critics who are afraid to announce that the emperor has no clothes.

But, I disagree with Kael on a few movies, especially Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid which I adore and she hated. It's especially interesting to read her take on Redford, before he made it really big.

I got my French Cinema paper back, got an A-/A, teacher said that I need to work on fleshing out ideas and my conclusion. This is the paper I stayed up 24 hours to write, but the teacher said that it was very smart and perceptive and a nuanced discussion *beam*.

I need a haircut. And I need more icons now...hmmm. After talking to mosinging1986 I have an idea - hehehehe.