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The allotted function of art is not, as is often assumed, to put across ideas, to propagate thoughts, to serve as an example. The aim of art is to prepare a person for death, to plough and harrow his soul, rendering it capable of turning to good.
April 1, 2014 § Leave a comment
March 16, 2014 § Leave a comment
You can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something – your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.
“We watched Jobs last night. Have you seen that? An interesting man, he was, though the film sort of stretched on in parts, for me. I liked watching it. I liked the little glimpses of his inspiration, when in college. I suppose also I appreciated, on a basic level, a few parallels between he and I, and that he was adopted, and did not take his degree. But, those things are just silly mirrors and not reasons in themselves (recognition). I liked the little glimpses the film gave of his inspiration most of all, as I said.
To paraphrase: simplify everything, as much as you are able. You will notice how good life feels.
Yes! Yes, totally. I liked his individuality, his weirdness. His being unflinchingly so: as he was. The strange walk, the bare feet, the jeans and turtle necks and round glasses. The intensity. I did not like his often disregard for friends, relationships, humans. Not at all… and yet he realised that, the film suggested at least. His error there.
I have a friend, a highly, highly sensitive artist, who moves very personally. The way he holds his body, sits, dresses, is entirely his own and true to himself. That I like very much.
Jobs of course was highly intelligent and an extremely good communicator. He sourced in others what he needed in terms of skills, and he was able to talk business. Fucking sharp, and a visionary perfectionist. Hugely-flawed man of course, don’t get me wrong… But we are all so.
It is the misfits and the rebels and the square pegs who change the world, or so his character is seen to say at the end of the film.”
(from message to Nick)
To cite Jobs again:
Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
March 4, 2014 § Leave a comment
Coffee and Cigarettes (2004), Jim Jarmusch
February 3, 2014 § Leave a comment
Salinger (2013), directed by Shane Salerno.
It’s a shame. The documentary is something of a sacrilege. I’m writing this now because I want not only to save you from wasting your time but to warn you off what is sadly a depressing and shitty accomplishment by Salerno.
They did not get the rights, I assume, as no work of J. D. Salinger’s is cited, the entirety of the film. At no point is the beauty of those books suggested.
If I were to recommend you, of all the stories of all the authors that I have ever read, just one set of stories, it would be Salinger’s Nine Stories (English title: For Esme With Love and Squalor). I cannot do justice to the writing, writing of it — may only send you away with that.
This documentary makes a freak and a recluse of a private man. The shots of his writing “bunker” resemble footage of a child-molesting psychomaniac’s hideaway, flashing up on the news. Total fucking bullshit.
Salinger did not wish to be broadcast.
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“I’m not afraid to compete. It’s just the opposite. Don’t you see that? I’m afraid I will compete — that’s what scares me. That’s why I quit the Theatre Department. Just because I’m so horribly conditioned to accept everybody else’s values, and just because I like applause and people to rave about me, doesn’t make it right. I’m ashamed of it. I’m sick of it. I’m sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody. I’m sick of myself and everybody else that wants to make some kind of a splash.”
― J.D. Salinger, Franny & Zooey