tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9501938.post2619226672554257629..comments2023-11-05T08:01:10.010+00:00Comments on Think of England: Approaching the PigletsBrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00390560583798960760noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9501938.post-38439258540341691582010-03-26T23:20:27.886+00:002010-03-26T23:20:27.886+00:00I thought at first we were revisiting some of the ...I thought at first we were revisiting some of the territory you covered in your earlier 'Local Characters' illustration, but it isn't the same lane after all - is it? If it is, I think a definite thematic consistency can be discerned in your evolving work. There is the essential impossiblity of ever getting close enough to get a proper look at anything - local character, piglet (by zmkchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08972549292961948240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9501938.post-15169959104823049852010-03-26T15:31:18.079+00:002010-03-26T15:31:18.079+00:00No doubt the beautiful people will soon be swoonin...No doubt the beautiful people will soon be swooning over you at Cannes, but I still say modern film is rubbish!Peterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15836910211382887430noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9501938.post-72976205128054342212010-03-26T15:09:33.659+00:002010-03-26T15:09:33.659+00:00You make it look so easy. But only we afficionados...You make it look <i>so</i> easy. But only we afficionados know that that short film was the product of days walking around country lanes with your phone held out in front of you and what is a truly masterful edit.Gareth Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05058241057385364459noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9501938.post-7879799714083840672010-03-26T11:39:31.300+00:002010-03-26T11:39:31.300+00:00You flatter me, chaps... but I can't honestly ...You flatter me, chaps... but I can't honestly say you're wrong to proclaim this a milestone in the history of film-making.Brithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00390560583798960760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9501938.post-61942114070905905162010-03-26T10:56:30.098+00:002010-03-26T10:56:30.098+00:00It does indeed speak for itself, if only about the...It does indeed speak for itself, if only about the existential non-quiddity of piglet approaching.Gadjo Dilohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08998278830936531990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9501938.post-46616459736576191312010-03-26T10:04:58.735+00:002010-03-26T10:04:58.735+00:00Spellbinding. This short film further cements your...Spellbinding. This short film further cements your role as auteur, and the intentional addition of gonzo amateurism to the otherwise Kubrickian tracking shot places you firmly at the bleeding edge of North Somerset outsider cinema. (outcider cinema?)<br /><br />As for the piglets we never see, could they represent a nod to the stylings of Steve Bruce's Sweeper? Are piglets, like architecture,wormhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02802335627720182532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9501938.post-32761811509967728252010-03-26T09:43:51.426+00:002010-03-26T09:43:51.426+00:00Ah, you certainly know your art, Willard.Ah, you certainly know your art, Willard.Brithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00390560583798960760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9501938.post-20667825809037758832010-03-26T09:39:17.472+00:002010-03-26T09:39:17.472+00:00I love the way you are seeking the piglets but you...I love the way you are seeking the piglets but you never quite reach them.Willardnoreply@blogger.com