Music Vid: Arcade Fire’s We Exist

Although Arcade Fire isn’t really my cup of tea when it comes to music preference (but they are genius), I must say they make the best music videos. Scenes from the Suburbs is a notable one. That’s just in another level.

This one is another. Andrew Garfield, your commitment to a role is astounding.


What this video holds for me:

Who/what/how: Andrew Garfield and those stilettos



Short: I’m Here (2010) – Intro to Mister Jonze

From: USA

Director: Spike Jonze

I'm here

This was my first appreciation of SJ. A new friend at that time found out about my penchant for films and sent me the link to this short. That started a rather favorable albeit short-lived film correspondence which I am grateful for to this day.

I’m Here is one of those shorts that fall in a different league altogether. It is beautiful. Its dimensions are contradicting and complementary at the same time. It’s real and not real. It’s futuristic fiction and primitive existentialism at the same time. And it works. Mister Jonze is the king of melancholic future; one that will make you urgently and constantly wanting to abandon innovation and embrace sorrow.


What this film holds for me:

What: The Giving Tree in animated live-action future mix

How: Seriously depressed and confused for having feelings for robots. Can’t believe link to the film’s website has been taken down

Who: Spike Jonze. Spike Jonze. 

Never Let Me Go (2010): Like a Slow Triple Incision

From: UK/USA

Director: Mark Romanek

A book started all of this, so a book has re-started it all over again.

This was an unclassic case of film-book-film experience. I saw the film in passing, could not forget about it, looked for and ate up the book, then just had to watch the film again. That triple decker experience was like a slow incision, thrice done precisely. I felt like a slasher because I could not take their subtle pain, but I could not walk away from it. I needed to feel it, in words and in pictures. It was beautiful hopelessness, gradually gracefully unraveled.

What this film holds for me:

Who: Kathy H. and Tommy D.

What: plastic bags in the wind as heavy-lidded symbols