after aero-frickin-space, i spent my 3 hours watching a recommended documentary:
first docu ever made thus very raw. there was this instinct sadness when you watch it, you just melt when you see how nanook and his family led a simple normadic and rural life in the cold harsh artic. you marvel when you see the way they struggle through the snow, and ice and walruses.
and when he dies, you nearly die with him.
robert flanatery made this remarkable film whilst in the artic, living with them for a year, following their every move and kill. nanook a strong man who is born with a natural eskimic nature strives on polar bear skin trading and sales of his huskies to 'white folk'.
the first ever docu meant no voice-overs or colour. just the raw cold film reel that was there in the artic with you. flashes of dialogue and picture keep you in time. it was poignant and fresh, and i was so intrigued to the very last second of nanook's life.
everyone must watch it. make it an event.
after nanook, wisp made us watch this:
another tear jerker and moment-of-silencer. from the cold exterior of the artic, i was brought to the cold interior of 8 lives intertwined with fate and accidents.
i loved crash when i first watched it but after learning about sterotypes and things like that in detail in year two, this movie brought a new perspective. i felt twisted and ashamed when women were used in the film. it brought me to a point where i asked if this was bordering on the line of reality.
to wind down, me and mer went ahead to the salvation army thrift shop to shop!
wanted to get her mafia stuff for halloween but we ended up buying everything else un-mafia like.
shoes for me and a dress for her at 22 bucks. a steal can.
also this for my favourite gay man:
get groovey.
