Jeweled Balm

A while ago I told Wesley Harris, a known Eraserhead aficionado, I would post a film list like the book list. Wesley and I have just published articles on V for Vendetta with The Declaration (illustrated by Michael Hagos, another talented former student), which I’ve posted on in the text section. Writing about James McTeigue’s blurry vision made me realize afresh why I think about one film ten times as often as any other—Seasons, the 2002 collaboration between Stan Brakhage and Phil Solomon, was the happy medium that showed me the message.

The 2003 “Money”-themed Virginia Film Festival included a panel with Solomon titled “Pour Down like Silver,” and when, after much discourse about his individual projects Solomon screened Seasons, I forgot the lumpy Vinegar Hill Theatre seat and felt thick colors wash over me. A silent short, the film’s fifteen minutes scraped the gunk off my eyes and left my ears ringing. Solomon told how he would meet Brakhage in bars, where the Master would sit etching the film cells that, for this collaboration, he would later paint and Solomon would edit. In this genre of film, scratching and eroding the cells produces the final art; the explicit manipulation embedded in the processing of Seasons corresponds to Solomon’s assertion that he yoked bundles of Brakhage’s painted loops into “phrases” from Brakhage’s 900 or so cuts to create a four part narrative.* Mesmerized by the slippage between seasons onscreen, I felt that instead of staring up at the projected reel in much the same way I have gazed at cathedral windows, I was pressed up against stained glass, only to realize film is valuable for the lights and patterns I can see and the invisible intersections of colors and negative space I cannot.

post title is an allusion to Ada Louise Huxtable’s quotation “… and the right kind of day is jeweled balm to the battered spirit.”

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  1. KassNo Gravatar:

    Well done articles! Smart students Kris!

  2. Wesley HarrisNo Gravatar:

    Since a film list does not seem to be forthcoming from this blog *cough*, I’ll get the ball rolling with one of my own. I keep a running list of every film I have seen, so I ran through that and copied the 50 that jumped out at me the most at the time. I don’t mean to say these are the “best” or even my favorites. A day or even an hour later, I’m sure it would be 50 completely different films. I try not to play favorites. So here they are, in alphabetical order.

    8 1/2

    After Hours

    Aguirre, the Wrath of God

    Blue Velvet

    Brazil

    Breathless

    A Christmas Story

    Close-Up

    The Conformist

    La Dolce Vita

    Dr. Strangelove

    Eraserhead

    F for Fake

    Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!

    Gates of Heaven

    George Washington

    Hiroshima mon amour

    I Am Cuba

    Ikiru

    In the Mood for Love

    Jules and Jim

    Kill Bill

    The Last Laugh

    Lost Highway

    M

    Mean Streets

    The Meaning of Life

    Mulholland Dr.

    The Mystery of Kasper Hauser

    Naked

    Night of the Living Dead

    Ossessione

    Paris, Texas

    The Passion of Joan of Arc

    Primer

    Pulp Fiction

    Rashômon

    Repo Man

    The Rocky Horror Picture Show

    Rome, Open City

    Saboteur

    Seven Samurai

    The Straight Story

    Sunset Blvd.

    Symbiopsychotaxiplasm: Take One

    Taxi Driver

    Tomatos Another Day

    El Topo

    Two-Lane Blacktop

    Vertigo

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