the reason for stars

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sarah. expresses self via the tag novel.

Speaking in a meeting, and noticing out of the corner of your eye that you have a new email---

---only to fall suddenly and abruptly silent, to the point where the others in the meeting ask, "Did she drop? Are you still there? I think you're frozen..."

The subject line of the email:

The Dragon Painter (1919)

#a proscenium for our dreams#I am slowly adding to the list of silent films with orchestra accompaniment I've seen; this was the latest#(scored by a modern experimental japanese-influenced group; their soundtrack was ambient and haunting#it actually went a long way to gentling and elevating a movie that is...of its time in many respects)#and to be really clear there are moments where this film is breathtakingly beautiful!#the scene above where ''ghostly'' aoki visits sleeping hayakawa; the striated light;#there's a scene where aoki's character sneaks out after dark and her silhouette against the rice paper is divine; no wonder#that device immediately entered the filmic lexicon.#there are shots of hayakawa's face where you can understand why he had a reputation for being a heartthrob#his eyes and profile alone could birth a hundred overheated ''ooh mr. hayakawa ooh'' letters.#but I think the theater did the audience a service in (a) giving us a little introduction about hayakawa's career#and (b) first showing ''The Death Mask'' which also starred hayakawa and aoki playing native americans in redface.#it contextualizes ''Dragon Painter'' in a generous way; makes it clear that while this thing is imperfect#(eg the decor is very clearly a western vision of japanese kitsch; those are NOT japanese mountains; there's a white actor in yellowface)#it is at least closer to something that hayakawa and aoki would have recognized as their own#compared to some of the other projects they worked on.#that said. thank fucking christ we don't live in 1919.#(...also at one point aoki dances for hayakawa and it looked much more like hula in places; but that could be#my deep ignorance of traditional japanese dance. something to investigate.)

I realize this is a bit like complaining that water is wet, but it does annoy me on a deep level how many big public events are rooted in buying things. Craft fairs, art expos, even street festivals where ostensibly everyone is there to listen to music and drink in the sunshine---yet the sale of things is so integral to what's happening that you can buy food or buy things, and those are really your only options.

googling "how do you kindly tell your parents that retirement has made them selfish, and that's fine and probably pretty normal, but you can only tolerate it in small doses and you need to talk to them less"

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