the poetry of jim jarmush's work, part 2zumaNovember 18 2010, 03:56:09 UTC
In chapter nine, "Jack Shows Meg his Tesla Coil", rock musician Jack White displays the Tesla Coil (designed by Serbian-American inventor and physicist Nikola Tesla) to his sister Meg White. While relating the importance of Tesla's discoveries, Jack says of Tesla: "He perceived the Earth as a conductor of acoustical resonance (Coffee and Cigarettes)."
This exact phrase is repeated in the final, and most exceptional, chapter, "Champagne". Starring older actors, Bill Rice and Taylor Mead pose as washed up janitors on a coffee break in the dark, steamy basement of an armory. In the beginning of the conversation, Bill asks Taylor if he is okay. Taylor responds by expressing, "I feel so ...divorced from the world. I've lost touch with the world (Coffee and Cigarettes)." Taylor references to a song by Gustav Mahler and they listen as it seems to play in the background of the basement, and then it disappears in to silence. Taylor mentions how the song "resonated" throughout the entire building. In response, Bill exclaims slowly: "Nikola
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"Life has no plot, why must films or fiction?"mavingaNovember 22 2010, 00:24:49 UTC
A sentence has a period, an idea does not.
I would offer that no single film encompasses all of life. Plot to me is like a keel a film. An idea, theme or character arc is another way. I do think that we must agree at some level to be able to codify and transmit information. We also agree in the exchange of precious time and attention for a measure of something from the artist.
the limits of controlzumaNovember 22 2010, 02:00:49 UTC
certainly 'no single film encompasses all of life'. not sure what you were referring to there, but i'd even add that no single work encompasses, or even embodies, all of a given creator's works.
yes, jarmusch is a different cinemagraphic proposition, fundamentally so. that's why i say his works are more akin to poetry, for the normal conventions they trangress. when one knows what one's buying into with his films, and wants such, the payoff is considerable.
the poetry here is indeed thematic, and does have that arc. there is an ostensible plot conveying it. jarmusch always says in the bonus features that he allows for shoots to have their own influence and rides that. the limits of control. indeed.
the dispassionate assassin is moved only by art. his victim, played by bill murray, runs a compound, a corporate america outpost, where the black helicopters fly from. he asks the assassin, "How the fuck did you get in?" the assassin, whom so far hadn't answered *anyone's* questions, replys, "I used my imagination".
Re: "Life has no plot, why must films or fiction?"zumaDecember 6 2012, 08:45:17 UTC
I do think that we must agree at some level to be able to codify and transmit information. We also agree in the exchange of precious time and attention for a measure of something from the artist.
it all depends on who 'we' is, and what 'information' is, and what that 'something' is. if jackson pollock's paintings move you, you are glad to see them. if they mean something to you in any way whatsoever, they are of value to you. etc. the same could be said for burroughs' cut-ups, or dissyncopated sound works, or what have you. none of this is new. there is no agreement needed. those who get something out of somebody do, no problem. such unconstrained material may simply be not to your need or taste.
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In chapter nine, "Jack Shows Meg his Tesla Coil", rock musician Jack White displays the Tesla Coil (designed by Serbian-American inventor and physicist Nikola Tesla) to his sister Meg White. While relating the importance of Tesla's discoveries, Jack says of Tesla: "He perceived the Earth as a conductor of acoustical resonance (Coffee and Cigarettes)."
This exact phrase is repeated in the final, and most exceptional, chapter, "Champagne". Starring older actors, Bill Rice and Taylor Mead pose as washed up janitors on a coffee break in the dark, steamy basement of an armory. In the beginning of the conversation, Bill asks Taylor if he is okay. Taylor responds by expressing, "I feel so ...divorced from the world. I've lost touch with the world (Coffee and Cigarettes)." Taylor references to a song by Gustav Mahler and they listen as it seems to play in the background of the basement, and then it disappears in to silence. Taylor mentions how the song "resonated" throughout the entire building. In response, Bill exclaims slowly: "Nikola ( ... )
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A sentence has a period, an idea does not.
I would offer that no single film encompasses all of life. Plot to me is like a keel a film. An idea, theme or character arc is another way. I do think that we must agree at some level to be able to codify and transmit information. We also agree in the exchange of precious time and attention for a measure of something from the artist.
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yes, jarmusch is a different cinemagraphic proposition, fundamentally so. that's why i say his works are more akin to poetry, for the normal conventions they trangress. when one knows what one's buying into with his films, and wants such, the payoff is considerable.
the poetry here is indeed thematic, and does have that arc. there is an ostensible plot conveying it. jarmusch always says in the bonus features that he allows for shoots to have their own influence and rides that. the limits of control. indeed.
the dispassionate assassin is moved only by art. his victim, played by bill murray, runs a compound, a corporate america outpost, where the black helicopters fly from. he asks the assassin, "How the fuck did you get in?" the assassin, whom so far hadn't answered *anyone's* questions, replys, "I used my imagination".
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it all depends on who 'we' is, and what 'information' is, and what that 'something' is. if jackson pollock's paintings move you, you are glad to see them. if they mean something to you in any way whatsoever, they are of value to you. etc. the same could be said for burroughs' cut-ups, or dissyncopated sound works, or what have you. none of this is new. there is no agreement needed. those who get something out of somebody do, no problem. such unconstrained material may simply be not to your need or taste.
42 years ago, this was one of my favorite books. still is.
http://zuma.vip.warped.com/tarantula.htm
probably was one of the earliest influences on me regarding capitalization, come to think of it, heh.
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