Edith Sitwell: hear these clips

Edith Sitwell by Cecil Beaton

Edith Sitwell was a milestone among early 20th-century eccentrics. Here are her own words on her personal appearance and style:

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Now, that’s the fucking impression I’d people to try and make.

The trouble with most Englishwomen is that they will dress as if they had been a mouse in a previous incarnation they do not want to attract attention.

Naturally, that goes for all genders.

So, apropos nothing, what were Sitwell’s thoughts on Marilyn Monroe?

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Upon meeting Marilyn Monroe, Edith Sitwell called her a daffodil.
I wonder what Morrissey thinks of Monroe.

Two more quotes from Sitwell:

My personal hobbies are reading, listening to music, and silence.

I am one of those unhappy persons who inspire bores to the greatest flights of art.

Everybody who have heard Morrissey speak may imagine his chuckles as he’s read her.

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Movies I've watched recently:

  • Crazy Love (2007) - IMDb 7/10

    2014-11-04 20:43
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    I shan't really say anything tangible about this film as that would ruin the "premise"; having said that, I don't feel the "big twist" in this film was the Big Thing, but rather that the story was It. I mean, the filmmakers are the ones who should be lauded for patching this story together very elegantly. All in all - recommended.

  • Mördaren ljuger inte ensam (2013) - IMDb 1/10

    2014-10-26 21:43

    This is a plethora of bad. There are so many bad things about this, apart from the fact that Rapace and Novotny's abilities should be far better utilised. A midsummer's party in the Swedish archipelago, seemingly set in the 1950s; intrigue is everywhere, despite there being a handful of characters there. Nothing bad about this, but where it has been handled subtly in the past - e.g. Woody Allen's "Match Point" - this is a study in treating the viewer as infinitely stupid. Sexual "innuendo" is continuous, and constantly overstated so blatantly that you'd think sexuality was just discovered and has never been used in film before. You really don't care about the characters. Who lives, who dies - who cares? Apart from that, the film *glows*. That's not symbolism; there's an abysmal filter over the film which makes every bit of light look like it's glowing. Incredibly irritating. All in all: avoid, by Jove, and never look back.

  • Attica (TV Movie 1980) - IMDb 6/10

    2014-10-26 17:12
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    I think Emma Goldman noted that every civil war is class war. In this instance, that really rings true. One of the characters in the film notes that 60f the inmates in Attica were black and 0f the guards were black. As for the higher-ups of Attica, well, I'll pick my guess at the quotas there. The Attica riot was spectacular: the inmates took over and stood their ground for 22 days until riot police massacred a bunch of inmates and, actually, 10 of the hostages. The film deals with the humane aspects of the take-over in a lot of ways. The legal people mainly think the inmates' demands are valid. The governor is slammed by demands from outsiders, seemingly mainly the people and the police unions. The dilemma is plain to see. I really liked the fact that there's very little soundtrack here. The film ended abruptly, but that's due to the real chain of events. Recommendable because of the humanity.

  • Hypnotisören (2012) - IMDb 2/10

    2014-10-19 23:32
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    This is basically like your everyday Beck film, but two things are different here: 1. One actor can actually act somewhat; it's Lena Olin 2. The cinematography is slighly better than during most Beck films; still, the shaky-handheld-cam thing still has Swedish film locked in a vice Apart from those two things, the dialogue is bog standard (i.e. dreadful and unbelievable) and I found no sympathy for the characters, the film or the plot. Do avoid.

  • The Trial of Jeffrey Dahmer (Video 1992) -... 7/10

    2014-10-18 17:36
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    The voice-over from the man at the start is *not* rated here; the trial, however, is; naturally, this is a very abridged version as this film is only 90 minutes long, but the most interesting bits about it, I think, are the psychologist's words from having spoken with Dahmer and Dahmer's own words at the very end.


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My dream of trust

Affiche. "Goethe's Faust". N V Het Tooneel (Amsterdam). Dir. Willem Royaards.

Last night I dreamt something.

I met with a doctor. He had round, thick goggles and did not smile. His graying hair was whisked behind his ears like a mask would be tied behind the head, and he seemed much older than his face would tell.

He asked me if I trusted my wife, and implicitly, to what extent.

“I trust her completely,” I said.

“So you say. But how much?” he replied cryptically.

“What do you mean?”

“If you trust your wife, you should be to show just how much,” he said, emanating a smirk without any facial movement. I usually don’t dream sophistically, they often aren’t more than a feeling. “You should be able to prove it,” he added.

“Naturally,” I said. “But how do you mean? Do you have anything in mind?”

“If I find out that you trust her completely, you will see one year into your future. However, if your trust is not omniscient, you will be mine.” This was said slowly and factually, as though there would be no mistakes made.

I then saw Hell. From above, almost through the pan of a movie camera, Hell was real and I was in it. I instantly knew where I was, inside a cage, small enough to keep me from standing straight or from breathing properly. Heat isn’t a word to properly describe the air, which was smoke-filled, yellow and red. There were other, cramped beings of many kinds everywhere around me. I knew that this is where I would spend Eternity if…

“I accept it,” I said. “Go ahead. Find out what I know.”

The man lowered his head a bit and I could immediately feel his stare literally penetrate my mind, as though everything I have ever experienced, felt, fantasised, dreamed or knew was being examined as though he were leafing through a book.

I lost track of time. But my resolute trust was the same as before he asked me.

“Here you go,” he said, leaving an air of defeat but more so an air of keeping his word.

I immediately knew what I was now seeing was 10 years into the future, not one.

I lived next to water, a few levels up in an apartment which was big. I don’t know where I lived. There was a big balcony, an island in my kitchen where I could cook food. And artefacts on the walls, stuff that I own in real life. Mia was there.

She was obviously older and beautiful. Her presence was everywhere, as was mine; the beauty of two individuals blended in Love.

She was now a manager at work, responsible for some kind of branch of state that produced criminological research, papers and training. She had piles of work at home. I was wearing a shirt with the arms rolled up. It was a summer evening, and a door to the balcony was open. Something fresh was in the air.

I interrupted her work and told her that no, leave that stuff, come dance with me. And she did, to the sound of some silly song, I twirled her and she laughed and we both laughed and we were as we were when we first met, but in another time.

Truth always wins.

Illustration by Harry Clarke for Goethe's Faust

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The death of me (at the office)

Before you ask: well, why not?

As my colleagues have travelled abroad I’ve been left to an office of 3-6 other people in total, where there usually are appx. 100 people, I’d wager. So, in light of this, I had lunch quickly and went on a selfie mission:

What would I look like if I were found dead in the office?

Most meeting rooms are dreadfully simple and plain. Hence, I decided to spruce things up with my corpse, as it were. The cause of death would differ, but I first thought of death by asphyxiation, being shot in the chest, getting knifed and placed in a window, or why could I not just have died from some “natural” cause?

Anyway, I hope you like them.








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