“Human beings took our animal need for palatable food … and turned it into chocolate souffles with salted caramel cream. We took our ability to co-operate as a social species … and turned it into craft circles and bowling leagues and the Metropolitan Museum of Art. We took our capacity to make and use tools … and turned it into the Apollo moon landing. We took our uniquely precise ability to communicate through language … and turned it into King Lear.
None of these things are necessary for survival and reproduction. That is exactly what makes them so splendid. When we take our basic evolutionary wiring and transform it into something far beyond any prosaic matters of survival and reproduction … that’s when humanity is at its best. That’s when we show ourselves to be capable of creating meaning and joy, for ourselves and for one another. That’s when we’re most uniquely human.
And the same is true for sex. Human beings have a deep, hard-wired urge to replicate our DNA, instilled in us by millions of years of evolution. And we’ve turned it into an intense and delightful form of communication, intimacy, creativity, community, personal expression, transcendence, joy, pleasure, and love. Regardless of whether any DNA gets replicated in the process.
I have started blogging again over at killerbee.tv. The plan is to keep it irregular and irreverent. Feel free to follow the new blog here on tumblr, or on twitter @killerbeetv. I’ll probably just use my old keithcalder.com blog for larger items or posts related to my movies.
“Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its signature. CD distortion, the jitteriness of digital video, the crap sound of 8-bit - all of these will be cherished and emulated as soon as they can be avoided. It’s the sound of failure: so much modern art is the sound of things going out of control, of a medium pushing to its limits and breaking apart. The distorted guitar sound is the sound of something too loud for the medium supposed to carry it. The blues singer with the cracked voice is the sound of an emotional cry too powerful for the throat that releases it. The excitement of grainy film, of bleached-out black and white, is the excitement of witnessing events too momentous for the medium assigned to record them.”— Brian Eno, A Year With Swollen Appendices (via volumexii)
“If I had the license to own a machine gun and a cannon I would, and I would have those instruments ready to defend the Constitution with my last breath if I had to!!”—some guy on my Facebook feed who thinks he can use a personal cannon to defend the Constitution
My favorites amongst the bunch (in screening order) were The Road Warrior, The Master, Evil Dead 2, Indie Game The Movie, Babe, West Side Story, The Red Shoes, and Back to the Future.
I’ve become really terrible at blogging about each film as I see it, and I’m trying to evaluate whether I should keep blogging about the films I watch in 2013. As a reader of this blog, please let me know what you think. Is it even of interest to anyone?