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It would seem to me that hybrid shows – those decidedly mongrel productions which boldly (madly?) attempt to cross-fertilise disciplines – are notoriously difficult to pull off. While it’s certainly true that each of the arts is co-implicative and aware
According to film artist, writer and all-round agent provocateur Philip Brophy, cinema as once we knew it is dead—indeed, it has been for some time now. However, Brophy’s eulogising lacks the doom and gloom of Godard’s. If you are taking
And so the seemingly harmless bushman, his head cocked obliquely, his mouth slightly ajar, shoots an intense, protracted stare at the young man sitting across from him. It’s a pivotal and revealing moment, perhaps the key moment of the entire
I believe only in the evidence of what stirs in my marrow, not in the evidence of what addresses itself to my reason. – Antonin Artaud Jet of Blood is theatre to feel, to let into your body, to let cut,
Their legends and legacies looming large, playwright Samuel Beckett and composer Dimitri Shostakovich would have both been turning one hundred this year, a milestone marked – the program suggests ‘celebrated’, though that word somehow seems ill-fitting, too bubbly given the artists
“I’m going to see so much that my eyes are going to bleed!” I told my friend Mark excitedly. It was early July and we were sitting in my room at university, looking over the program for the 14th Brisbane
A lot of attention has been garnered as of late by Jonathan Caouette’s 120-something dollar magnum opus, Tarnation (2003), which he cut together from a miasma of his own home movies using Apple’s consumer-level iMovie program. I’ve not seen Caouette’s film as
If there’s one thing to be said about Australian cinema at present, it’s that those of us who actually care about it – a number that’s rapidly dwindling, let me tell you – are currently caught in a state of