Getting into my sci-fi again lately and beginning to realise there are a lot of classics I haven’t read yet, like The Illustrated Man by Ray Bradbury for starters (it’s in the post). Basic gist is that there are 18 short stories in the book, all tied together by the fact they exist in the form of tattoos on one man. The still above is taken from the 1969 film of the book. If you like your retro-futurism, check out the trailer.

Something of the nostalgic Tinto Brass feel about this contribution from filmmaker Ruth Hogben for SHOWstudio’s Fashion Body project. Watch the rest here.

Noovo Editions Presents David Terranova’s Afterlife (a requiem).

As explained on Noovo Editions’ website, “the concept of this film is based on having two film sets that were being used simultaneously: the first was being filmed and projected onto the second set, merging the two sets into a single image. Using this system, our two characters had a way to interact with each other across this digital feed, a representation of life, death and the afterlife.”

David Terranova is a young film maker from London, now based in New York, who has made a series of music and fashion related short films that can be described all as experimental audio/visual stories in twisted realities.

James Mountford is a fashion photographer from London with over 10-years’ experience. Amongst others he has shot for the following publications: Dazed & Confused, Vogue, ELLE, Wonderland, Danks, i-D, French Playboy.

Afterlife (a requiem) from David Terranova on Vimeo.

Yorgos Lanthimos’s Dogtooth – well worth £8.50 down the Rio

A Roundtable Conversation on Tomorrow, In A Year from The Knife on Vimeo.

‘A Roundtable Conversation on Tomorrow, In A Year’
With The Knife (Olof and Karin), Planningtorock (Janine), Mt. Sims (Matt).
Performed by Olivia Plender. Images by Hort.

Have a look at The Knife’s new website: http://theknife.net !

I read a book with a character almost exactly like you and confused her with you originally, and later especially. I glossed little differences— the way you crack ice with your heel isn’t how she would have waited for my arm, shivered. I was confused: I woke with one of you and dreamed the other, and I’m still not sure who I reached for. I hid the book when you came over. It had a pink cover and dark silhouette half turned toward me or some browser, like you had a bad thought in your head to shake out.
Only now you’re gone I try to peal you separate, remember you real. Like, it would have been you, not her who could steal half my drink without my seeing, you talking the whole while, your wide eyes open. And it would have been her who told me about the kids back then, how cruel they were, and she would have shouted and hollered me down when I stormed out on Sunday, and you would have been who I found when I ducked into the nearest bar, looking for someone alone, and she would have warned me about you.

Extrait 3 L'Enfer d'Henri-Georges Clouzot
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words © John Cotter
image © Henri-Georges Clouzot