Fight Club, The Matrix, American Beauty; I watched those films back in '99, and fell in love with cinema. I feel somewhat shamed by inclusion of The Matrix being in that list of formative films. Any pleasure I get from watching scenes I loved in The Matrix is now tainted by the knowledge that what I thought was great in them, grew into something ( Read more... )

Anthony Gormley's new exhibition at the Hayward Blind Light is about limits; in it he explores space, and boundaries through the human body, most often copies of his own body.

I love the way that (when it really works) art can juggle several extended metaphors at once, drawing together several ideas that you thought were disparate, and forces you to ( Read more... )