<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868985431525226545</id><updated>2011-05-19T12:22:29.274+10:00</updated><category term='cornell'/><category term='fanvid'/><category term='ruttmann'/><category term='dupont'/><category term='burgin'/><category term='cocteau'/><category term='rand'/><category term='piccadilly'/><category term='vidor'/><category term='neutra'/><category term='sterolab'/><category term='opus I'/><category term='wong'/><title type='text'>ENGL3604 Cinematic Modernism</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Melissa Hardie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05251691214763732295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/SlHdoQW9u9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/1YQJwbf8Y5Q/S220/Lee+Lozano.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868985431525226545.post-1221047157273636918</id><published>2007-10-04T18:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T18:47:02.730+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vidor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutra'/><title type='text'>Rand, Eames, Architectural Modernism</title><content type='html'>Ayn Rand lived in a house designed by a renowned modernist architect, Richard Neutra.  You can find more information about Neutra's work at the &lt;a href="http://www.neutra.org/index.html"&gt;Neutra Institute for Survival through Design&lt;/a&gt;.  Merrill Schleier, the author of the article I gave you about The Fountainhead, has more to say about Rand's relationship to modernist architecture &lt;a href="http://agglutinations.com/archives/000028.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Alas, the house she lived in, the Von Sternberg house (designed 1934) was demolished in the seventies.  You can see Julius Sherman's photographs of the house in a slideshow &lt;a href="http://www.architecturaldigest.com/architects/features/archive/neutra_article_072001"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, as well as read an account of its interesting history; more images of Neutra's work&lt;a href="http://www.architecturaldigest.com/magazine/features/2007/09/neutra_slideshow_092007"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;.  The picture below is of Rand (and her husband, Frank O'Connor) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in situ&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/RwSoBR1kOKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/J6n76T3Cwok/s1600-h/30867.jpe"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/RwSoBR1kOKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/J6n76T3Cwok/s320/30867.jpe" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117399816521136290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868985431525226545-1221047157273636918?l=cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/feeds/1221047157273636918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6868985431525226545&amp;postID=1221047157273636918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default/1221047157273636918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default/1221047157273636918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/2007/10/rand-eames-architectural-modernism.html' title='Rand, Eames, Architectural Modernism'/><author><name>Melissa Hardie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05251691214763732295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/SlHdoQW9u9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/1YQJwbf8Y5Q/S220/Lee+Lozano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/RwSoBR1kOKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/J6n76T3Cwok/s72-c/30867.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868985431525226545.post-467029042527571780</id><published>2007-08-29T12:21:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T12:59:11.082+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Walter Benjamin: Fugitive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In this week's classes I have been talking about the work of the German theorist Walter Benjamin as a way to recast some questions we've been exploring through the city symphony.  Benjamin, who died as a fugitive from Nazism, orients a relation to the experience of modernity as both confronting and ephemeral, an experience of both the shocking and the transient.  I've been using quotations from various works by Benjamin to frame his insightful investigations of this experience as quintessentially urban and modern but nothing serves this work better than the incomplete and massive series of archives (called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;convolutes&lt;/span&gt;) he compiled as the Arcades Project (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Passagenwerk&lt;/span&gt;).  In particular, we can consider the ways in which our "urban" films cast their particular scenes and points-of-view as both transitory, ephemeral, and typological, potentially international and historically ambiguous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A translation of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Arcades Project&lt;/span&gt; as it exists is available for you to peruse at Fisher, but I'm also giving you &lt;a href="http://www.thelemming.com/lemming/dissertation-web/home/arcades.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; link to an online work that seeks to represent the "straying" nature of the text through the use of hypertext.  H. Marcelle Crickenberger's work offers a "mimetic," rather than "critical" elaboration of the massive work of the project, and is both composed of and offers connections to much exciting and relevant speculation about modernity, cinematic and otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/RtTf2whxkyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fqpSyoqiXek/s1600-h/Benjamin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/RtTf2whxkyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fqpSyoqiXek/s320/Benjamin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103950409550107426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868985431525226545-467029042527571780?l=cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/feeds/467029042527571780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6868985431525226545&amp;postID=467029042527571780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default/467029042527571780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default/467029042527571780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/2007/08/walter-benjamin-fugitive.html' title='Walter Benjamin: Fugitive'/><author><name>Melissa Hardie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05251691214763732295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/SlHdoQW9u9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/1YQJwbf8Y5Q/S220/Lee+Lozano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/RtTf2whxkyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fqpSyoqiXek/s72-c/Benjamin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868985431525226545.post-2796788726817332063</id><published>2007-08-13T13:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T14:04:02.705+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dupont'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piccadilly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wong'/><title type='text'>Calligraphic Modernism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Scraps of paper are very important to the plot of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Piccadilly&lt;/span&gt;.  In particular, the camera rests on the signature of Shosho, whose contractual relationship to the Piccadilly Club is never quite clarified, as if the matter of monetary loss and gain, ostensibly the engine of the story, can be established in writing but never disclosed with precision.  The film's interest in scenes of writing establishes a special link between the written word and the cinematic.  We see more action in Wilmot's office than onstage, and we see comparatively lengthy scenes of writing and blotting.  Wilmot's blotting might have struck you as odd: it gestures to an archaic technology, the fountain pen, and a temporality of writing that generally escapes observation.  When writing with a fountain pen, one either waited for the ink to dry or else blotted the page on a special kind of paper, blotting paper, which was often used as the "desktop" of a writing surface, as it is here.  I'll have more to say about writing and in particular the use of calligraphy in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Piccadilly&lt;/span&gt;.  If you haven't yet watched the film, stay tuned for the scene where Shosho signs her contract with both a European signature and a series of characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, here's an autographed photograph of Anna May Wong, which she has likewise signed with both her European name and its rendition in characters.   Wong's contemporary celebrity can be gauged from the archive of ephemera associated with her career: cigarette cards, celebrity portraits, and posters of Wong are hot properties in the cinephile world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/Rr_To0ee4ZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rtAxIxTbkJ8/s1600-h/wong1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/Rr_To0ee4ZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rtAxIxTbkJ8/s320/wong1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098026001441415570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868985431525226545-2796788726817332063?l=cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/feeds/2796788726817332063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6868985431525226545&amp;postID=2796788726817332063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default/2796788726817332063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default/2796788726817332063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/2007/08/calligraphic-modernism.html' title='Calligraphic Modernism'/><author><name>Melissa Hardie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05251691214763732295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/SlHdoQW9u9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/1YQJwbf8Y5Q/S220/Lee+Lozano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/Rr_To0ee4ZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rtAxIxTbkJ8/s72-c/wong1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868985431525226545.post-6498628961995378969</id><published>2007-08-07T12:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T12:18:32.835+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cocteau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burgin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cornell'/><title type='text'>Quotations</title><content type='html'>Some quotations to orient our discussion of Cornell and Cocteau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sensesofcinema.com/contents/cteq/01/17/hobart.html"&gt;Brian Frye&lt;/a&gt; on Rose Hobart:  "In &lt;i&gt;Rose Hobart&lt;/i&gt;, Cornell holds Hobart in a state of semi-suspension, turning the film itself into  a sort of box. She moves her hands, shifts her gaze, gestures briefly, smiles enigmatically, perhaps steps slightly to the side, and little more. The world appears as a sort of strange theatre, staged for her alone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean Cocteau: "The collective hypnosis into which the cinema audience is plunged by light and shade is very like a spiritualist seance.  Then, the film expresses something other than what it is, something that no one can predict." (Speech at the Institut des Hautes Etudes Cinematographiques, September 9, 1946, quoted in Cocteau, Jean &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Art of Cinema&lt;/span&gt;, trans. Robin Buss.  London and New York: Marion Boyars, 2001, p. 25)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victor Burgin: "What we may call the 'cinematic heterotopia' is constituted across the variously virtual spaces in which we encounter displaced pieces of films: the Internet, the media and so on, but also the psychical space of a spectating subject that Baudelaire first identified as 'a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaleidoscope&lt;/span&gt; equipped with consciousness'.  (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Remembered Film&lt;/span&gt;.  London: Reaktion Books, 2004).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868985431525226545-6498628961995378969?l=cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/feeds/6498628961995378969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6868985431525226545&amp;postID=6498628961995378969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default/6498628961995378969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default/6498628961995378969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/2007/08/quotations.html' title='Quotations'/><author><name>Melissa Hardie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05251691214763732295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/SlHdoQW9u9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/1YQJwbf8Y5Q/S220/Lee+Lozano.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868985431525226545.post-330419197228027349</id><published>2007-08-06T22:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T22:57:29.995+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opus I'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ruttmann'/><title type='text'>Walter Ruttmann</title><content type='html'>Some of you watched &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Berlin: Symphony of a City&lt;/span&gt; on Friday.  You might be interested in comparing Ruttmann's city-symphony to another work, his 1921 abstract animation Opus I.  It's interesting to compare the "documentary" style of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Berlin &lt;/span&gt;with this earlier work, a melange of painting, dance, and music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LvjFvosgmVw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LvjFvosgmVw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868985431525226545-330419197228027349?l=cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/feeds/330419197228027349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6868985431525226545&amp;postID=330419197228027349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default/330419197228027349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default/330419197228027349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/2007/08/walter-ruttmann.html' title='Walter Ruttmann'/><author><name>Melissa Hardie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05251691214763732295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/SlHdoQW9u9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/1YQJwbf8Y5Q/S220/Lee+Lozano.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868985431525226545.post-8601509539969569468</id><published>2007-08-06T21:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T12:08:21.677+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanvid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cornell'/><title type='text'>Senses of Cinema and fanvid</title><content type='html'>There's a useful account of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rose Hobart&lt;/span&gt; at the online journal &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.sensesofcinema.com/index.html"&gt;Senses of Cinema&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Senses of Cinema&lt;/span&gt; is an extraordinarily useful resource for cinephiles and I recommend it to you in any case; Brian Frye's &lt;a href="http://www.sensesofcinema.com/contents/cteq/01/17/hobart.html"&gt;piece&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rose Hobart&lt;/span&gt; gives a good sense of Cornell's place in surrealist cinema. You might also find the style of the articles there an interesting model for your own blog entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I want to say a little more about Rose Hobart in relation to fanvideos. Fanvids are generally short "collages" made by fans -- amateurs -- from material drawn from their fandom. For example, fans of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CSI &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Law &amp; Order&lt;/span&gt; shows will select excerpts from their preferred show and cut them together, often to the accompaniment of a song chosen to orient or skew their fan perspective on the show (these are sometimes called songvid). Romances between otherwise uninvolved characters can be made to "appear" through the work of fanvid. At the end of this post I've embedded one such songvid, featuring Bobby Goren and Alex Eames from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Law &amp; Order: Criminal Intent&lt;/span&gt;; I chose this couple because they are so decidedly not a romantic couple according to the show that the video demonstrates the kind of inventive work involved in fanvideos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm interested in the way one might see the work of Cornell in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rose Hobart&lt;/span&gt; as a similar, earlier labour. Modern technology has liberated audiovisual texts in such a way that such work has become characteristic of our digital times (remember Burgin on this), but if you watch fanvideos across different fandoms you will notice that many of the techniques Cornell pioneered in his erzatz fandom are still present: repetition, slow motion, tints, anti-narrative cuts, asynchronous music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's "Bring Me To Life," and here's a link to Henry Jenkins' article on &lt;a href="http://www.henryjenkins.org/2006/09/how_to_watch_a_fanvid.html"&gt;How to Watch a Fan-Vid&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/96Z-2F6OJYQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/96Z-2F6OJYQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868985431525226545-8601509539969569468?l=cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/feeds/8601509539969569468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6868985431525226545&amp;postID=8601509539969569468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default/8601509539969569468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default/8601509539969569468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/2007/08/senses-of-cinema-and-fanvid.html' title='Senses of Cinema and fanvid'/><author><name>Melissa Hardie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05251691214763732295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/SlHdoQW9u9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/1YQJwbf8Y5Q/S220/Lee+Lozano.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868985431525226545.post-4191557571811434091</id><published>2007-08-06T12:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T23:05:12.957+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cornell'/><title type='text'>Rose Hobart</title><content type='html'>Rose Hobart's collage makes extensive use of the 1931 jungle flick, &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0021828/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;East of Borneo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;East of Borneo&lt;/span&gt; is now in the public domain so you can torrent it &lt;a href="http://www.publicdomaintorrents.com/nshowmovie.html?movieid=267"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you like, perfectly legally.  The film narrates the story of Linda Randolph, who goes to Borneo to track down her errant husband. She meets up with not only her spouse but also the Prince of Marudu and a bewildering array of animals from all corners of the globe, though principal players in the animal kingdom are a horde, or herd, of frantic crocodiles. The Prince, he tells us, is descended from a volcano visible through palace windows, and the extinction of his life will be marked by the extinction of Marudu by volcanic eruption. And so it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only fragments of this story remain in Cornell's transporting collage.   Cornell has removed the "spine" of narrative to draw our attention instead to the body of Rose Hobart, moving through the space of a series of shots.   Cornell's collage pays homage to the silent screen, stripping the film of its sound and substituting recorded music, surreally asynchronous with the images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cornell created his collage film from discarded film reels, cutting together a new film from material remnants.  It was the first film he made and first exhibited in December 1936 as part of a collection entitled "Goofy Newsreels" (Sitney 77; the other films were unaltered by Cornell).  Cornell screened the film at "silent speed," that is, at a slow speed typically used to project silent films which were shot at a slower speed to talking films (Sitney 75).  This slow speed gave the film a dreamlike quality, augmented by his showing the film filtered through a blue glass plate (Sitney 76).  The film attains its quality of almost opacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;East of Borneo&lt;/span&gt; ends with a volcanic eruption, Cornell cut into &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rose Hobart&lt;/span&gt;'s last moments images of a solar eclipse intercut with an image of a ball falling into water.  Whereas the action of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;East of Borneo&lt;/span&gt; is propulsive, externally energetic, the movements in these concluding scenes are implosive or transitory in their nature.  In this perhaps they echo the nature of the collage itself, causing the story of East of Borneo to collapse into a series of scenes which are repetitious and transitory themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/RrccHEee4YI/AAAAAAAAAAc/e1dvguXGXMc/s1600-h/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/RrccHEee4YI/AAAAAAAAAAc/e1dvguXGXMc/s320/rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095572411179262338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You may like to ponder the monkey who makes a brief appearance as Rose's companion.  In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;East of Borneo&lt;/span&gt; this monkey meets a swift and unpleasant end.  In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rose Hobart&lt;/span&gt; its appearance is also transitory, auguring not only the film's origin in a "jungle movie," but also a series of representations of animal-human interactions that will reach their zenith for us in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;King Kong&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wise Blood&lt;/span&gt;.  Perhaps it's not accidental that an advertisement for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;East of Borneo&lt;/span&gt; appears on the marquee of a cinema in Peter Jackson's remake of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;King Kong&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868985431525226545-4191557571811434091?l=cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/feeds/4191557571811434091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6868985431525226545&amp;postID=4191557571811434091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default/4191557571811434091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default/4191557571811434091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/2007/08/rose-hobart.html' title='Rose Hobart'/><author><name>Melissa Hardie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05251691214763732295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/SlHdoQW9u9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/1YQJwbf8Y5Q/S220/Lee+Lozano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/RrccHEee4YI/AAAAAAAAAAc/e1dvguXGXMc/s72-c/rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868985431525226545.post-4823596016088960827</id><published>2007-07-28T20:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T21:21:53.635+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cocteau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sterolab'/><title type='text'>The Persistence of Cocteau</title><content type='html'>Over the next couple of days I will be making some comments about the first two films of the unit, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Rose Hobart&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Le Sang d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Para"&gt;&lt;span class="Para"&gt;&lt;span class="Gras"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'un poète&lt;/span&gt;, but first a musical interlude&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hfabj80NzEw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hfabj80NzEw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Here is &lt;a href="http://www.stereolab.co.uk/"&gt;Stereolab&lt;/a&gt;'s "Cybele's Reverie," from their 1996 album &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emperor Tomato Ketchup&lt;/span&gt;.  For those of you who have watched &lt;span class="Para"&gt;&lt;span class="Para"&gt;&lt;span class="Gras"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Le Sang d'un poète&lt;/span&gt;, some of the images in this video will be uncannily familiar.  You might think of the homage to Cocteau entangled in this video's collage as embodying Victor Burgin's description of film as something no longer merely experienced within the context of a "visit" -- to the cinema, for instance -- but rather to be "encountered" in various forms and fragments, creating a multitude of new contexts and memories through these various encounters.  The video records something of the experience of these encounters, and of what Burgin calls the "sequence-image."  It situates Cocteau among other vintage film moments, crafting its "reverie" from the sense of "pastness" all memory instills and all reverie exploits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/Rqsly5tJlYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eSU1fHOrQfA/s1600-h/cocteau1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/Rqsly5tJlYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eSU1fHOrQfA/s320/cocteau1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092205360086357378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868985431525226545-4823596016088960827?l=cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/feeds/4823596016088960827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6868985431525226545&amp;postID=4823596016088960827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default/4823596016088960827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default/4823596016088960827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/2007/07/persistence-of-cocteau.html' title='The Persistence of Cocteau'/><author><name>Melissa Hardie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05251691214763732295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/SlHdoQW9u9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/1YQJwbf8Y5Q/S220/Lee+Lozano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/Rqsly5tJlYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eSU1fHOrQfA/s72-c/cocteau1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868985431525226545.post-343496373471750409</id><published>2007-07-22T18:42:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:36:37.307+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cornell'/><title type='text'>A Mascot: Tilly Losch.</title><content type='html'>The image to the right is a detail from one of Joseph Cornell's boxes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tilly Losch&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cornell's name for the work remembers a Viennese actor and dancer who appeared in several Hollywood films of the thirties and forties as well as in a wide variety of dance and avant garde theatrical performances. She was later a painter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cornell suspends Tilly in time: she embodies both the spectacle of performance and the attentive spectator at work, held or animated by a fragile collection of threads.  She sits amidst, or aloft, the sublime spectacle of alps.   Miniaturised and poised, Tilly has a body that is still and yet in action.  She is seated in a space whose contours describe a simulated theatre; inside and outside, her location mid-air makes her half-audience, half-curtain (raiser).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find more information about Joseph Cornell &lt;a href="http://www.guggenheimcollection.org/site/artist_works_32_0.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.artchive.com/artchive/C/cornell.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/archive/2003/02/17/030217crat_atlarge"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and we will kick off the unit with a film by Cornell, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rose Hobart&lt;/span&gt;.  You can view it  &lt;a href="http://www.ubu.com/film/cornell.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find more information about Tilly Losch &lt;a href="http://library.lib.binghamton.edu/special/findingaids/loschcol_m3.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/RqMiDJtJlXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7iGdQ9avr3w/s1600-h/tilly1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/RqMiDJtJlXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7iGdQ9avr3w/s320/tilly1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089949441399035250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868985431525226545-343496373471750409?l=cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/feeds/343496373471750409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6868985431525226545&amp;postID=343496373471750409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default/343496373471750409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868985431525226545/posts/default/343496373471750409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinematicmodernism.blogspot.com/2007/07/test.html' title='A Mascot: Tilly Losch.'/><author><name>Melissa Hardie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05251691214763732295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/SlHdoQW9u9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/1YQJwbf8Y5Q/S220/Lee+Lozano.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JI4KtbEBSiU/RqMiDJtJlXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7iGdQ9avr3w/s72-c/tilly1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
