#Cannes jury president Park Chan-wook says "I don’t think politics and art should be divided."
" I think it’s a strange concept to think that they’re in conflict with each other. Just because a work of art has a political statement, it should not be considered an enemy of art. At the same time, just because a film is not making a political statement, that film should not be ignored. Even if we are to make a brilliant political statement, if it’s not expressed artfully enough, it would just be propaganda. So what I want to say is that art and politics are not concepts that are in conflict with each other, as long as they are artistically expressed, they are valuable."
the first 300,000 years of human existence: no movies about the bone temple.
the last 7 months: two movies about the bone temple.
I have *some* complaints about our chosen time on earth but I feel like you have to celebrate the wins where you can find them.
At one point in Frankenstein you're reading the story of a Turkish girl, told to a Frenchman, overheard by the monster, who's narrating it afterwards to Victor, who's recounting it to an English sea captain, who's writing it down in a letter to his sister
Hyacinth Bouquet 💔 En riktigt underskattad karaktär i brittisk humorhistoria. Och Patricia Routledge verkar ha varit just en sån där underbar människa som man bara kunnat hoppas på. Kommer bära med mig hennes ord från förra året:
Rest in peace, Patricia Routledge 🙏🏻
In memory of her, I encourage everyone to read these words of hers from February last year.
Whether young or old, you're bound to get something out of it.
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"I’ll be turning 95 this coming Monday. In my younger years, I was often filled with worry — worry that I wasn’t quite good enough, that no one would cast me again, that I wouldn’t live up to my mother’s hopes. But these days begin in peace, and end in gratitude.
My life didn’t quite take shape until my forties. I had worked steadily — on provincial stages, in radio plays, in West End productions — but I often felt adrift, as though I was searching for a home within myself that I hadn’t quite found.
At 50, I accepted a television role that many would later associate me with — Hyacinth Bucket, of Keeping Up Appearances. I thought it would be a small part in a little series. I never imagined that it would take me into people’s living rooms and hearts around the world. And truthfully, that role taught me to accept my own quirks. It healed something in me.
At 60, I began learning Italian — not for work, but so I could sing opera in its native language. I also learned how to live alone without feeling lonely. I read poetry aloud each evening, not to perfect my diction, but to quiet my soul.
At 70, I returned to the Shakespearean stage — something I once believed I had aged out of. But this time, I had nothing to prove. I stood on those boards with stillness, and audiences felt that. I was no longer performing. I was simply being.
At 80, I took up watercolour painting. I painted flowers from my garden, old hats from my youth, and faces I remembered from the London Underground. Each painting was a quiet memory made visible.
Now, at 95, I write letters by hand. I’m learning to bake rye bread. I still breathe deeply every morning. I still adore laughter — though I no longer try to make anyone laugh. I love the quiet more than ever.
I’m writing this to tell you something simple:
Growing older is not the closing act. It can be the most exquisite chapter — if you let yourself bloom again.
Let these years ahead be your TREASURE YEARS.
You don’t need to be famous. You don’t need to be flawless.
You only need to show up — fully — for the life that is still yours.
With love and gentleness,
Patricia Routledge
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Once more, rest in peace. 🤍
Clint Eastwood, who turns 95 tomorrow, has announced plans to direct a new feature: "There's no reason why a man can't get better with age. And I have much more experience today. Sure, there are directors who lose their touch at a certain age, but I'm not one of them." https://t.co/oXawxVQMok
Huge standing ovation for NIRVANNA THE BAND THE SHOW, whose #SXSW world premiere might have just seen a record for the highest number of times I cry-laughed. A *lot* to process, but this is going to slay Matt Johnson fans dead. (If they end up getting to see this version.)