Orozco the Embalmer
This documentary shot by Kiyotaka Tsurisaki (who is also a photographer who focuses on death) starkly handles its subject matter. It mainly follows Orozco, a very cynical Columbian embalmer with a harsh and blunt way of speaking. I found it interesting that he seems to use whatever tools work best despite whether or not it is “professional.” In between Orozco’s work we get shots of dead bodies on the street being handled by the authorities as crowds of people look on, and interviews with a few other embalmers as well. The backdrop of Columbia is an added layer of morbidity. It’s very gruesome, obviously, but very awesome and interesting. However, I’d only recommend it to those whose interests it piques right away.
A random assortment of shots of The Written Woman from The Holy Mountain.
Sound of Noise
This is probably one of my new favorite movies. It’s a Swedish film involving, what I can best describe as musical terrorists, and a tone-deaf detective (who hates music) trying to find the “criminals.” Ironically the detective comes from a family filled with prominent musicians.
These anarchist musicians themselves are mostly composed of experimental drummers. They decide to do a concert which will take place in various spots in the city done illegally due to their methods. Their first target is a hospital patient being used as a component to their overall sound. (The link goes to a video that shows it, the song is titled “Doctor Doctor.”) I highly recommend watching it (it’s for instant on Netflix), describing it doesn’t do it justice. I found it to be a pretty unique premise. I was curious how criminals who use music would be handled and was not disappointed.
Minimalist film posters for The Departed.
No Country for Old Men minimalist posters.
I love minimalist posters for movies. Artists go in order: Franco Mathson, Matt Owen, the third is unknown to me, and Dale Peart.
antongrass asked: you caught me from the last to the very first post
Oh, I’m so glad! That’s awesome. c:
*Spoiler* There is a strong visual clue (not in the book) that Chigurh did kill Carla Jean. Chigurh apparently does not like to get blood on himself; after he kills the Mexicans in the motel, he takes off his socks which presumably have blood on them, and after killing Wells, he lifts his feet off the floor. As he exits Carla Jean’s mother’s house, he pauses to check the soles of his boots. (Via)
No Country for Old Men
Seeing Anton smile is both creepy and strangely attractive. I gave it a nice good pause at the end; just so everyone could properly picture seeing that face before they died.