Reflections on philosophy and culture

Sunday, October 30, 2011

The Future

Finally saw Miranda July's latest film The Future last night in Montgomery. Some lampshade-hanging (a girl buried neck-deep in the earth) flags the echoes of Beckett in this story, which resonate in both its dialogue (like Vladimir and Estragon, the two main characters have a strangely and amusingly tenuous grip on the ordinary world) and its theme (the human significance of the passage of time). But Miranda July's distinctive voice - the same voice she has, no matter whether the medium is film, performance art, sound art, or fiction - shines through. I think this is going to be one of the rare films I buy on DVD and watch many times over again...

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