* RECS OF THE MONTH *
* RECS OF THE MONTH *
OCTOBER
BREATHING (2017)
Electric Youth
So the selling point of this record is that the band was working in tandem with the director and producers and such, and through creative differences, the full vision never got a chance to actualize, right? Now, despite research, there really isn’t much out there to prove this story, and while I don’t think that it really needs this story, I’m obsessed with what it represents. Everybody who listens through this record will come up with their own version of what the film was supposed to be, but thematically are likely to align, ie Loss of innocence, coming of age, the fear of the unknown during developmentally important times. It’s stunning, moody, nostalgic, and incredibly… sad. It’s all that remains from something that will never exist. Don’t we all carry that little something? Artifacts or remains from a time or place where it once was allowed to exist? Anyways, Still My Love is an 80s ballad hit from another universe, both versions of This Was Our House are hauntingly beautiful and baroque, and Loni’s Goodbye makes me miss what’s gone twice as much. It’s all so uncanny but familiar, a stroll through suburbia, retracing your adolescent steps on fall-covered sidewalks, feeling the same breeze that carried you to sacred places. If you and those you shared them with aren’t there to occupy them, what’s haunting those spaces now?
Let The Right One In (10/24/2008)
Dir. Tomas Alfredson
Scary is as subjective as love. Hell, I’d even say that they’re almost the same thing. One you surrender yourself to, and the other, you’re kinda forced by some primal instinct. Which is which? Up to you. This one’s a low-key vampire flick from Sweden (grow up and use subtitles) that depending on the viewer, can be a story of the roles we take out of love and what we lose when we leave childhood behind. Or, it can be a story about an ancient parasite that uses boys to the time they’re old men and no longer capable of providing what it needs. It’s a brutal watch; The cinematography is unfliching, holding on wide angles to show you the slow, cruel reality of inhumane violence through sheltered eyes.
Whatever film you watch, it’ll be about the humanity exists in our blood, one that is manipulated out of us, or given in an act of pure, unadulterated love.
Good luck with the pool scene.