Mul'tyashki!
Having seen half a dozen operas at Met, three ballet programs at the Lincoln Center, plethora of jazz concerts all over the City, a couple of plays and Off-Broadway performances this year, the truest euphoria was achieved last night at IFC, while watching Oscar Nominated Animated Shorts.
Favorite ones:
Lavatory - Lovestory (Russian)
This way up (about funeral directors) - UK
And a two-minute French flick about two octopuses (don’t remember the name)
Japanese cartoon was dreadfully deep and I didn’t like the way it was drawn - The House of Stone (or something like it). It also reminded me of The Woman in The Dunes by Kobo Abe. I wasn’t in the mood to delve into Japanese existentialism.
US cartoons were childish. Pixar was disappointing.
Yes, yes, I know.. I should be discussing the costumes in Thais and minimalistic decorations in Evgeniy Onegin, the meaning of the chairs and shadows in Cherry Orchard at BAM, eroticism of Garden of Earthly Delight and the ambience of Blue Note vs. Cornelia Street Café jazz joints, but all of that has been done before me. And in a much more sophisticated fashion. I will not attempt to outdo the real intellectuals.
P.S. Good-bye Rubina, hello Coetzee.