The Pillow Book|
I watched part of The Pillow Book tonight. It's about a woman obsessed with chinese and japanese calligraphy. She derives pleasure from having men write on her. The subject matter seems irrelevant. She only cares about the beauty of the lettering. However, she doesn't care about keeping the artwork, and washes it off immediately.
The movie is beautifully photographed, using a visual overlay technique I've never seen before. However, much of the visual style is in the chinese calligraphy, which I can't read, and don't know how to evaluate. It's as if the director were as obsessed with calligraphy as the central character. Worse, the woman is the only developed character, and her motivation is incomprehensible to me. I'm sure I'm also missing things in her cultural context.
So I got bored and turned it off. I feel like an ignorant, uncultured barbarian, spurning what I can't understand.
I also went to the East End tonight. I was given a flyer for "Munchies and More", a delivery service that runs until 3am. They will deliver snacks, soda, cigarettes, condoms, KY, pregnancy tests, and a few other miscellaneous items. The inclusion of pregnancy tests on their menu seems a bit odd to me.