This week M & I watched Last Year at Marienbad, directed by Alain Resnais, 1961. It was quite stunning so I decided to write a review of it, which I've never done for a movie before, but first, here are some stills from the movie:
Last Year at Marienbad
These people need their architecture. To watch the silverware clatter upon its marble floor. A fresh deck of cards spitting itself against the tabletop. Target shooting inside a corridor.
These people need reconstruction & denial, the act of strutting onto the balcony into a swarm of cocktails. Pine trees in the garden shaved down to knee-high pyramids.
They die like swans in bedsheets. Each stillness framed by a door.
To need a vast room, ajar. They crave a solitary act of rebellion, but only achieve it through contortion, falsification of rebelling against what one has requested and paid for in full.
Stiletto echoes, these non-committal memories click towards you, mixed with sentiment. Where the men are persistent & inadequate. So the women are persistent about something else.
Chris Tonnelli's new chapbook is out with Brave Men Press. I've been reading poems from No Theater in different journals, so I'm especially excited to read the series all together:
Buy it at : http://bravemenpress.com/