Pentimento runs under 90 minutes and spends every one of them making you uncomfortable. A Dutch exploitation curio from 1979 that uses its art-historical premise, hidden images beneath the surface, to do something genuinely unsettling with institutional dread and bodily autonomy
Called Count Stenbock’s Lunatic Lover in apocalyptic love—looming, lost, lovelorn, lifeblood, longing, lost lest Luciferian Bright, made might, light of Life.
Klages won Wotan’s wisdom in “the EYE is to the highest degree an organ of contemplation” as a Teuton teen Nietzsche in dithyramb doth “Thou unknown—God” is “Thou mocking eye that stares at me from the dark!”—Moby Dicked in oneiric Odinic ocular oneness of Wild Hunt + Wild Heart!
MAD made such a major, albeit swift, impression on me like 20 years ago that I didn’t even realize it was one of Bowden’s pre-Rightist texts until after reading—there’s an air of audacious ambiguity Not seen In his later books as a philosophical novel made in titular triumph!
With his perversely platonic—and mightily metapolitical Nietzsche vs St. Thomas of Aquinas—APOCALYPSE TV, Jonathan Bowden most impressed me with, maybe somewhat ironically, his early pre-Right-Wing novels [posthumously published via Nine-Banded Books]; an interesting case study!
With his perversely platonic—and mightily metapolitical Nietzsche vs St. Thomas of Aquinas—APOCALYPSE TV, Jonathan Bowden most impressed me with, maybe somewhat ironically, his early pre-Right-Wing novels [posthumously published via Nine-Banded Books]; an interesting case study!
*Interesting* in how [meta]politics—even those one shares—can compromise an artist; or, at least, a clear change in the artist’s work with said artist later incorporating politics in projects clearly driven by the artist’s new path in also trying to create a new world.
“Pessimism is always a weakness of old age—in races, nations, individuals. Hamlet thus is very close to Faust II; the weakness of old age, to be understood cum grano salis, created both works […] these products of the finest intellectual high taste […]
…these fine products of the decline, these noble but neurotic old age figures and to a renewed, fresh, childlike life. One must honor one’s ancestors but progress beyond them.”
—Julius Langbehn, REMBRANDT AS EDUCATOR
“People go to bed without reflecting that perhaps, in the first sleep, they may get up again as Somnambulists, and crawl over the tops of roofs and the like.”
Jean Paul, The Invisible Lodge
EYES WIDE SHUT could have been great[er] sans stunt-married-celeb-casting and by staying true to Schnitzler [a la Ophuls]. Kubrick’s early producer [turned director] James B. Harris’ SOME CALL IT LOVING arguably outdoes EWS [and even LOLITA] in sleepwalking Schnitzlerian sleaze.
SOME CALL IT LOVING is more a cult curio than masterpiece Yet w/ a penetratingly perverse pathos and shameless dream-sleaze yet I could believe it was Lynch’s secret cinematic Bible when comparing it to TWIN PEAKS but especially LOST HIGHWAY [also w/ grotesque Richard Pryor role]