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Released in UK cinemas on this day (3 February 1978): Derek Jarman’s twisted, nihilistic and divisive art-punk epic Jubilee (1978). Tagline: “The film that Clockwork Orange promised to be … but wasn’t!” As per the tagline, Jubilee is best approached as an anarchic female version of A Clockwork Orange, with the “droogs” replaced by a vicious girl gang rampaging through dystopian derelict London. Quick thoughts: I loved the casual male nudity (Gene October's bare ass!). The links to Rocky Horror Picture Show (someone quotes “don’t dream it, be it”; the presence of cast members Little Nell and Richard O’Brien). There are teasing ultra-brief glimpses of Siouxsie and the Banshees (performing "Love in a Void" on a flickering TV screen) and The Slits (vandalizing a car). The whole cast is exciting (Jayne / Wayne County as Lounge Lizard, Lindsay Kemp, pre-fame Toyah Willcox and Adam Ant), but Jordan (aka Pamela Rooke, one of the pioneering “faces” of early UK punk, a muse to Vivienne Westwood and Malcolm McLaren and the original one-woman Sex Pistol) dominates as Amyl Nitrate. We see Jordan ballet dancing in a white tutu around a bonfire in a scrubby apocalyptic wasteland, shockingly declaring that Myra Hindley was “my childhood hero” and a “true artist” while wearing a pink twinset and pearls and most memorably snarling / ineptly lip-synching her way through a crotch-thrusting, panty-flashing performance of “Rule Britannia” clad in a novelty plastic union flag tabard. In conclusion: time has not mellowed Jubilee!
Bibliothèque Babel | Jean-François Rauzier (2013)
Interpretation for J.L. Borges' 1941 Short Story: The Library of Babel
"Do you know what punishments I've endured for my crimes, my sins? None. I am proof of the absurdity of men's most treasured abstractions. A just universe wouldn't tolerate my existence."
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—Brent Weeks
filming my own downfall because at least someone should get the angles right
No Wonder
It’s no wonder I’m so damn distrusting I’ve been told more than my share of lies But it’s always what I have coming to me to pay for the sins of my youth And I’m in so much goddamn debt
It’s no wonder I can’t look a stranger in the eyes I know better than to fall in love with a blink Or at least that’s what I tell myself to not feel so alone or something like that I haven’t quite figured out the details just yet
It’s no wonder I rarely speak what’s on my mind nobody hears me when I do and I reach out for any connection but find myself drawing back at the slightest touch I’m afraid to be myself in the presence of another heartbeat in the room
It’s no wonder I’ve learned peace in apathy Life’s just easier when you just don’t care And it’s impossible to win a fight with me Because I’ll never let you get under my skin Sticks and stones and all that
It's the last week of the year. You know what that means! Indulge! Sleep in! Abandon progress! We can have a little Nihilistic Hedonism. As a treat.