Finally saw Eighties Peter Greenaway classic The Cook, the Thief, His Wife and Her Lover. Was blown away by it: was expecting something fairly cerebral along the lines of Drowning by Numbers, but it's actually a very visceral movie, despite being very stylised. Not really for the weak of stomach though.
Plot concerns a sadistic gangster whose wife conducts an affair between courses at the restaurant they eat at. The allegory isn't too ostentatious, though the long tracking shots through colour changes get a bit repetitive. I think it might be a consequence of the way steadicam shots are everywhere these days: long dolly shots of people moving look very artificial now, maybe due to the unnaturally straight lines the actors have to move in.
Definitely worth seeing, but I expect most people who'd be interested have seen it already.
Also saw Mission Impossible 3 at the cinema. Pretty decent, though not exceptional. Overdoes the angst and relationship stuff a bit, especially at one point where it`s blindingly obvious there's no need for angst. Seems like a bit of a patronizing attempt to keep the ladies happy, but maybe it'll work. Action scenes are well-choreographed, though not particularly memorable or original.
Overall, pretty acceptable way to spend a couple of hours. Worth seeing on the big screen: not much point waiting for the DVD.
(Red=entertainment, Green=originality, Blue=intelligence).
What I'm Reading
Finished Adventures in the Screen Trade. Not much to add: pretty good, probably very good if you haven't read the sequel. There's a nice exercise at the end where the turns a short story into a screenplay, then gets a director, costume designer, composer and cinematographer to look at it and comment; not always favourably.
Saw the Inner Worlds Outside exhibition at the Whitechapel gallery. Interesting exercise: they mix in a bunch of "outsider art" by a amateurs and pysch patients with a few works by named artists, so you can wander around and spot the difference. Whitespace seems to be the giveaway though: artists have Absences and Voids while nutters fill in every bit of the paper.
Some interesting stuff though, especially a huge and painstakingly labour-intense mural of faces entangled in vastly complicated doodling. Worth a look, though not free unfortunately.
Also dropped in at Tate Modern again to look at their new re-hanging. Still only seems to be half-done: only one floor of free stuff is accessible, with a whole other floor out of action. The categories still seem fairly opaque though.
Interesting to watch them take apart the Rachel Whitehead mountains-of-white-boxes installation. Since they take up a lot of space, they had a big green conveyer belt leading to a large shredder; neatly demolishing the whole thing.
Public spaces are way overcrowded with tourist season: a bit too hot but not yet unbearably so. There were still a couple of tables free on the balcony of the members cafe, but filled up after we got there.
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