Thursday, 20 November 2008

Plank smells like fresh cut flowers spewn across a babbling brook with a hint of lemon.


i really wanted to watch it when i saw what it was about..i think i caught it in the middle somewhere and got totally freaked out...a dead man's voice speaking over unconnected visuals...like fat planks of wood going down a conveyor belt in some sort of wood factory..while he was talking about...not wood. usually i am all for things implying other things...but this would just work so much better without the eerie juxtaposition that reminds you of the deadness. id listen to it if it came out on audio and let my brain make me see. as a movie...the context in which he said those things (whatever) is just lost.

^for divya: it's a kurt cobain docu called kurt cobain, about a son (in case u cant watch the vids)

3 comments:

Slippery Reflections said...

lol! i didn't and was wondering wtf you were on about. thanks pour le note.
call me when you get here, on sunday, not like ages afterwards expecting me to call you (i have no number rem!) and then later saying oh i thot you'l call. so call me today ok? let's hang out at bessie or my garden watching fishies. :D

thesilentq said...

when did i call ages afterwards fool? pahh! no number? hehe watchinf fishies is tres godfather i just realised...

Slippery Reflections said...

why tres godfather? am i missing something? denseness you think?