
In Passing
Brandon LaBelle
A silent performance of (musical) reverberation.
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A silent performance of (musical) reverberation.
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Somewhere between performance, stripped down theatre and an intense kind of public learning or maybe even a public hearing.
Each of these films addresses place, landscape or location and the personal reaction to their magical or concrete properties. Watch out for Kren’s structural, throbbing investigation of a forest and Baillie’s intimate and humble essay on a blind guitarist and the relationship between songs of Mexican revolutionaries and the people and places they looked to inspire.
A chat, with examples (Zola, H. P. Lovecraft, Hammer Horror), about blackness and the sheer stupid thickness of what has no profundity whatsoever.