A thoughtful examination of Elia Suleiman’s strange but beautiful Palestinian trilogy of films by writer Jim Poe.
A thoughtful examination of Elia Suleiman’s strange but beautiful Palestinian trilogy of films by writer Jim Poe.
“The night is the time when the order of the day loses its grip, the time when spirits come out. Ana calls the Spirit again, repeating her name: ‘Soy Ana’, and we hear the sound of the train as if the Spirit has responded.” A beautiful essay by Magda Mariamidze
A collection of all the articles we’ve published over the past month, for those who like to savor their Magpies’ tidings as an issue.
“Burnett’s cinematic poetry arises from the hundred small “sensory-motor disconnections” of every damn day, gaps and dislocations from which a sad but resilient emotion flows.”
All of the articles from the past month for people who like to savor their magpies’ tidings as an issue.
Wha, man? Wha’ppen?
Some thoughts on Female, a pre-code film starring Ruth Chatterton.
“It’s art to cook, garden, dance, sing, play an instrument, and compose music. It’s art to create clothes from a piece of fabric or to “see” a piece of furniture within a pile of wood. If we have the chance to imprint our stylistic signature in what we do, we are present in the works produced, despite our absence.”
Everyone should see this film. Some thoughts on Una Giornata Particolare, a film about the day Hitler took a train to Rome to visit Mussolini.
“Loves of a Blonde begins and ends with a song.” Some thoughts on the sad and beautiful film from the Czech New Wave.