Jell-O, Bodil
Virginia Postrel is hyping the San Fransisco skyline, as realized by Liz Hickok in multicolored, backlit, mist-enshrouded casts of Jell-O. I'm not sure the movies are exactly work the bandwidth; if you've seen one quiver, you've seen them all, in my opinion. Others might disagree, however; I do admit the medium lends itself -- it's practically begging -- to be used to reenact the earthquakes for which the city is famous.
Meanwhile... this is what you stumble across on your way to finding information about the new Narnia movie. It's a low-budget effort from New Zealand, but hey, it's only seven minutes of your time, and the ending provides a bit of genuine horror (until you stop to think practically about the situation; what about bathroom breaks?): it's The Real Bodil. And via The Corner, we find an analysis of Anti-Narnia: the rich, but ultimately repellent, alternate realities of Philip Pullman.
UPDATE: Mixolydian Mode reports on Hollywood's newfound eagerness to pander to Christians, in light of the work of two dowdy Oxbridge Dons plus the world's first $300 million art film. "Hollywood: We've made a few ... changes."
Umie the Umlaut says, "ask your doctor about the Fredösphere!"
1 Comments:
Thanks for sending us to the Corner and beyond for that insightful review of Pullman's work. I had never heard of him or his trilogy, in spite of my owning most of the books on that geek list you posted about a couple of days ago. "His Dark Materials" is now on my list of books that I don't need to read. After all, life is short and The End is Near.
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