fanciulla gentil
May. 14th, 2008 11:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alonewiththemoonI managed to get through an entire dance class last night going up on my toes every time it was called for! And pivoting! We were working on arabesque steps, too! I am paying for it today but I am so glad to know that I have it in me. I was so happy from that alone that I felt like I was floating, I'm sure that feeling helped my arabesques no end ;-)
I've been re-watching Akira Kurasawa's Dreams over the last week or so. Every director I like should put out collections of short films that you can watch in small increments. I probably hadn't seen it since it came out in 1990 (god, was that really 18 years ago!?!) but I found I remembered several of the short films so clearly, notably the one about the peach orchard and the tunnel. The very Japanese theme of humanity messing up the world and destroying itself through lack of respect for nature got a little old by the end of the collection, but every shot was beautiful and the colors were astounding. The action was perfectly dreamlike; things that would make little sense in reality made perfect, if sometimes awful, sense in the dreams, like trying to fan away radioactive clouds with one's jacket. Pretty sure I had dreams myself about the mutant cannibal demons, who were so dreadfully artistic in their torments. I liked the strong elements of Japanese folklore, like the foxes' wedding procession and the snow fairy, but I don't know to what extent those were real pieces of folklore and to what extent they were filtered through a dreaming state into something else. The films so perfectly captured the feeling of dreams that it is impossible for a non-native to tell.
I really want some ferrets.
I've been re-watching Akira Kurasawa's Dreams over the last week or so. Every director I like should put out collections of short films that you can watch in small increments. I probably hadn't seen it since it came out in 1990 (god, was that really 18 years ago!?!) but I found I remembered several of the short films so clearly, notably the one about the peach orchard and the tunnel. The very Japanese theme of humanity messing up the world and destroying itself through lack of respect for nature got a little old by the end of the collection, but every shot was beautiful and the colors were astounding. The action was perfectly dreamlike; things that would make little sense in reality made perfect, if sometimes awful, sense in the dreams, like trying to fan away radioactive clouds with one's jacket. Pretty sure I had dreams myself about the mutant cannibal demons, who were so dreadfully artistic in their torments. I liked the strong elements of Japanese folklore, like the foxes' wedding procession and the snow fairy, but I don't know to what extent those were real pieces of folklore and to what extent they were filtered through a dreaming state into something else. The films so perfectly captured the feeling of dreams that it is impossible for a non-native to tell.
I really want some ferrets.
