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Aug. 20th, 2005 10:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Some things I enjoyed last night:
In 2000, I decided to try to be not just a consumer/patron of art but a producer/creator. I mostly think it was a good decision, but it's good to be reminded once in a while how much fun it is just to take in art until you're stuffed.
- Teenagers gasping at, I think, the sheer audacity of Alan Arkin in Wait Until Dark.
- Kids in the row behind me helplessly asking their parents to explain what was going on, and this dialogue during the climactic scene, after Audrey Hepburn has stabbed Arkin with the kitchen knife:
Mom: He's gonna not be dead.
Despite her powers of prediction, she screamed louder than anyone when Arkin lunged back into the frame.
Kid [bewildered]: What?
Mom: He's gonna not be-- - This tableau: Two men, mid-thirties, sitting back on a bench on University Avenue, talking to each other. One of them has his arm stretched around where the woman in between them would be, except she's leaning forward, looking up and to the left, lost in thought. She's not left out of their conversation, she's moved beyond it.
- A movie theater marquee with two Ns turned on their sides to accomodate the unreasonable title Grizzly Man.
- At the PAC/SJMA Cultural Xposure entrance:
Ticket seller [to guy whose name I don't remember]: Please give this gentleman a wristband.
At last, I have a clear identity! (And the guy's name is Jeremy.)
Guy whose name I don't remember: This is no gentleman, this is the sound guy from Barefoot. - "Brides of Frankenstein" features a lot of interactive exhibits; in all cases, interacting with the art is less interesting than watching people interact with it. Especially young children, who are completely unselfconscious about dancing and yelling in a museum.
- Dave Hickey's "The Heresy of Zone Defense" (from Air Guitar), on the aesthetics of basketball:
In professional basketball, however, art wins. Every major rule change in the past sixty years has been instituted to forestall either the Administrator's Solution (Do nothing and hold on to your advantage) or the Bureaucratic Imperative (Guard your little piece of territory like a mad rat in a hole). The "ten-second rule" that requires a team to advance the ball aggressively, and the "shot-clock rule" that requires a team to shoot the ball within twenty-four seconds of gaining possession of it, have pretty much eliminated the option of holding the ball and doing nothing with it, since, at various points in the history of the game, this simulacrum of college administration has nearly destroyed it.
- Struggling, successfully, to stay awake through a midnight screening of Brazil. This mirrors my first exposure to the film, on VHS at the wrap party for a high school play, as our hostess waited impatiently for the movie to stop ending and us to go home.
In 2000, I decided to try to be not just a consumer/patron of art but a producer/creator. I mostly think it was a good decision, but it's good to be reminded once in a while how much fun it is just to take in art until you're stuffed.
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