Nietzsche and 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968)

One of my favourite films

adamscovell's avatarCelluloid Wicker Man

At this moment in time, I’m currently between two relatively heavy audio-visual essays.  The first (which is now finished and will be going online in segments from the end of the month) is about Andrei Tarkovsky’s film, The Sacrifice (1986) and how it has parallel aims with that of the Russian composer Scriabin and his unfinished work, Mysterium.  The second is looking at Stanley Kubrick’s 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968) and how Ligeti’s Atmospheres (through musical techniques and ideas) foreshadows Kubrick’s and Clarke’s narrative.

I’m not merely writing this article for a cathartic exercise but because the essays are starting to interlock and I’m finding that one is helping with the understanding of the other.  This is an understanding of the films rather than simply a flimsy use of academic excessiveness.  By applying the theories from one essay to the other, for the first time in a while, I…

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White Elephants Need Colouring In

Restore my faith in what note,
as I climb the stairs
of arboreal crustaceans of words

mouthed through the clear glass
of the winter gardens
as I chow down on my flat earth pizza,

see kids wander with parents
finding white elephants
under the tropical shrubbery,

and paint their designs
on the elephant, name him,
so it is all displayed

beneath the clear glass
arches for a children’s hospital
charity. O, how my words fail.

The City Walls

Well worth reading

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Kipling Road 3There is nothing of sorrow here
except the dead end, its terraced shadow.

Our current Featured Poem is ‘Kipling Road’ by Rob Hindle, the first poem in his sequence ‘Hillsborough to Middlewood, February 1931’ (in the Longbarrow Press anthology The Footing). Click here to read the poem, and to listen to Rob Hindle
reading ‘Kipling Road’ on location in Sheffield. ‘Hillsborough to Middlewood, February 1931’ retraces the short journey between Hindle’s great grandparents’ house and the South Yorkshire Asylum, where their son Harold died; this ‘one-way journey’ is also the subject of a new essay by Brian Lewis, in which the terrain mapped by the sequence is re-walked and reconsidered. Click here to read ‘Dead Ends’ on the Longbarrow Blog.

The Longbarrow archive of our Featured Poems is now accessible via a new menu, with over 50 poems indexed on separate pages (many with audio recordings and short films). Click here

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My CCTV

“We’ll see the world through your eyes,
monitor your wellbeing,
for your own safety
and security,” they told me,
“and as an added bonus,
we’ll send you health advice.”

They’ll be monitoring this.