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She travelled far but seldom failed to collect a trunkful of adversity on the way. The footprints of Elizabeth Isabella Spence, ...
i laugh out loud a few times
this film is perfect
i watch the film in real time
every fucking detail
i am in the film & not in the film (felt like writing this: not part of dream)
the film is made by a young girl
everything is right, light & referential
(mckenna's notion of objects punning)
part of the film is a slow walk through the grass at night
by the side of an old house partially (blind lemon) lit up by various kinds of faerie lights
some blue
we move to the back of the yard past the house / it's a wooden (? ) house far as i can tell in the no light. wooden house in france i think, i thought that was reserved for my new england
the camera points to the night sky
slowly our eyes adjust
we watch the sky
a filter is put over the lens
we see clearly
we watch the sky
for a long time
comets, satelites & stars
slowly slowly slowly
all all all
fucking perfect film
we are watching a film of the night sky
(another part of the film featured using a shot of young french people in a café french people are never really teenagers, they still haven't bought into that arbitrary division all that much here, kids seem to go from shorts wearing vagabonds to baguette wielding farmers around here for instance.
