slim

"I find that the actual shooting of a movie is a very painful agonizing process of constant minor disappointments. What you’ve imagined ideally frequently cannot be achieved with flesh and blood and with the circumstances, so you feel with each scene that you’re losing something. And it’s a heartbreaking process. Frequently, when I wind up with a thing I feel, “My God, it’s no good at all, it’s terrible. It’s so far away from what I thought it would be.” But, if you try hard enough, it comes out good enough, and exiting enough." 

Rouben Mamoulian

darling forever

the marvelettes

• Journalist: Were you happy? Would you do it all over again? For most people love is the most important thing in the world. Is it for you?
• Louise Brooks: Young man, I was unhappy most of my life. What my friends were searching for—fame, money, and power—were not the things that made me happy. Their pleasures—sensual distractions, putting on airs, and making themselves feel important—could not make me happy. I only began to find a little happiness when I moved to Rochester. I was far away from people who wanted something from me. I could live my life the way I wanted to, and close my door every night saying, “Thank God, I am alone.” As for love, if you mean physical love, I am made in Lulu’s image: I have never loved anyone.

i live for the specials

"Being hungry is no longer a state of physical being, but an emotion; a type of content sadness." 

Films are like Persian rugs: you keep them at their best by using them. Before you can show an old film, it has to exist — that is, it has to have been conserved (in the archival sense). And in order to conserve it, first it has to have been “collected” (in the going-out-of-one’s-way-to-rescue-and-save-what-others-discard sense). The cinema is a means towards the acquisition of knowledge in the manner of Saint Thomas: by touch. Read all you like about love, but if you haven’t made love, your idea of it will be totally false.

Henri Langlois

ateliertovar:

Partner (Bernardo Bertolucci, 1968)

(via throwherinthewater)

"A wall of blue-gray ice, a miswired translation code that turns appetite into disgust, a terror you don’t understand, a fear so real you can see it and hear it and kiss it goodnight, an illogical logic that rewrites everything and you know you need to eat and maybe you even really want to eat but you just can’t because if you did everything would fall apart." 

trashy - j dilla