Nov 2, 2023
today’s mental breakdown is brought to you by this photo of Louis in Hamburg
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// WONG KAR-WAI
He does not direct time. He seduces it.
Wong Kar-Wai doesn’t make films. He writes letters the camera never sends.
His work is postcards from a heartbeat you forgot to return.
Each frame arrives late, smudged with perfume, wrapped in plastic rain, and held together with longing.
He is the poet laureate of delay.
The minister of missed chances.
The architect of smoky hallways, half-turned glances, and monologues that hum under your skin.
When others tried to conquer cinema, he made it ache.
When others chased plot, he chased rhythm.
His stories don’t move forward—they drift, loop, pause, like dancers who never touch but still sweat.
ONE FILM TO CHEW:
In the Mood for Love (2000)
It’s not just a love story—it’s a séance.
Silences stretch like wet silk. Rain is a character. A noodle is a ritual. The wall is a wound.
Watch it late. Watch it alone. Watch it again, just to miss what you didn’t miss the first time.
[ FLAVOR INDEX ]
TASTE: Black tea, lipstick, unspoken apologies
TEXTURE: Damp velvet, cigarette burn, memory foam
SOUND: A whisper through wallpaper. Nat King Cole from another room.
COLOR: Plum red, gold dust, static green
AFTERTASTE: Time lost. Time looped. Time dressed in silk and never looking back.
CINÈCHEW
// WRAPPED IN PLUM SILK & STATIC BY THE INVISIBLE LOLLIPOP CO.
Happy 36th Birthday to the sublime Colin Morgan
His talent and beauty mature like a fine wine, and should be savoured as such.
“He looked like a fallen angel, replete with all the dangerous male beauty that Lucifer could devise.” ~ Lisa Kleypas, Devil in Winter
Bill and Frank is the queer version of Disney's Carl and Ellie but with an apocalypse and more Cordyceps fungi.
"I was never afraid before you showed up."
Brian Reitzell featuring Chase Spruill "Blood Aria" from Hannibal
Has anyone been able to listen without becoming overwhelmed?
The existing version was brilliant but this new one is something outrageously special. I can’t get over it.
This piece of music should be our entire promo campaign to get season 4. If anyone can sneak into an exec’s room while they sleep and play this on their headphones Back To The Future Style- we’re IN!
Jenny of Oldstones performed live by Florence + The Machine
Achingly beautiful collaboration between Imad Royal and FRND on their song ‘Love is Dead’. I don’t even feel like I’m getting friendzoned, which is easy to accept, but the pain of this track comes from the fact that this person is so stuck in their rhythm of love not working out that they’ve decided it’s dead and not even worth a try. Ugh, I can feel this song from both perspectives.