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  • #16
    Actually, a minor inspiration for the purchase was Un Chien Andalou or An Andalusian Dog...and one of the most grotesque scenes ever filmed...and it was done in 1932 by Salvador Dali and Luis Bunel.

    [YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hZeu58twdHQ[/YOUTUBE]


    The film has no plot, in the normal sense of the word. There are two central characters, an unnamed man and woman. The chronology of the film is disjointed: for example, it jumps from "once upon a time" to "eight years later" without the events changing. It uses dream logic that can be described in terms of Freudian free association, presenting a series of tenuously related scenes that attempt to shock the viewer.
    The film opens with a scene in which a woman's eye is slit by a razor. The man with the razor is played by Buñuel himself. In subsequent scenes, a man's hand has a hole in the palm from which ants emerge (a literalization of the French phrase "ants in the palms," meaning that someone is "itching" to kill or is motivated by sexual desire); an androgynous blind woman pokes at a severed hand in the street with her cane before being knocked down by a car; a man fondles a woman, who resists him violently, and then he drags two grand pianos containing dead and rotting donkeys, the tablets of the Ten Commandments, and two live priests (Dalí plays one of the priests in this scene); the man's father (played by the same actor as the man himself) arrives to punish him, but the man eventually shoots him with two pistols that appear seemingly out of nowhere; and a woman's armpit hair attaches itself to a man's face.
    At the end of the film, the woman walks out of the apartment building, and meets another man on the beach (also played by Dalí). They seem to be happy, but the final shot shows two figures (apparently Mareuil and Dalí) buried in sand, dead, and "consumed by swarms of flies" according to Buñuel's original script. However, this latter special effect was left out due to budget limitations.

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    • #17
      Originally posted by Garland View Post
      Actually, a minor inspiration for the purchase was Un Chien Andalou or An Andalusian Dog...and one of the most grotesque scenes ever filmed...and it was done in 1932 by Salvador Dali and Luis Bunel.




      The film has no plot, in the normal sense of the word. There are two central characters, an unnamed man and woman. The chronology of the film is disjointed: for example, it jumps from "once upon a time" to "eight years later" without the events changing. It uses dream logic that can be described in terms of Freudian free association, presenting a series of tenuously related scenes that attempt to shock the viewer.
      The film opens with a scene in which a woman's eye is slit by a razor. The man with the razor is played by Buñuel himself. In subsequent scenes, a man's hand has a hole in the palm from which ants emerge (a literalization of the French phrase "ants in the palms," meaning that someone is "itching" to kill or is motivated by sexual desire); an androgynous blind woman pokes at a severed hand in the street with her cane before being knocked down by a car; a man fondles a woman, who resists him violently, and then he drags two grand pianos containing dead and rotting donkeys, the tablets of the Ten Commandments, and two live priests (Dalí plays one of the priests in this scene); the man's father (played by the same actor as the man himself) arrives to punish him, but the man eventually shoots him with two pistols that appear seemingly out of nowhere; and a woman's armpit hair attaches itself to a man's face.
      At the end of the film, the woman walks out of the apartment building, and meets another man on the beach (also played by Dalí). They seem to be happy, but the final shot shows two figures (apparently Mareuil and Dalí) buried in sand, dead, and "consumed by swarms of flies" according to Buñuel's original script. However, this latter special effect was left out due to budget limitations.
      you are one of those kids who watches that violent asian cartoon porn shit arent you?

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      • #18
        Originally posted by DickHardman View Post
        you are one of those kids who watches that violent asian cartoon porn shit arent you?
        ...no.




        I actually am a huge fan of foreign and obscure cinema.
        I do like...ahem...and I am embarassed to admit this...some anime.

        NOT hentai, which is the porn shit...although some of it is KINDA funny, and it is all interesting when viewed through the context of taboos, sexuality, social psych, and the ramifications of microwaving an entire culture.

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        • #19
          Originally posted by Mike Brewer
          couldn't help noticing that this thread bumped you up to six rep buttons. That's screwed up. I log on and post whatever helpful stuff I can, and I'm frozen utterly at 442. You're up past 500 now? Eat my ass. I hope your straight razor slips and cuts your bottom lip off.
          It's ok. But I hold YOU personally responsible for my night. See my post under Friday's at Defend. Fucker. OUCH!!!!

          By the way...the first picture in my signature is me right about 5 minutes ago...

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          • #20
            Originally posted by Garland View Post
            ...I actually am a huge fan of foreign and obscure cinema...
            Bu~nuel (can't fihure out how to get that tilde thing over the n) and (especially) Dali were not so much geniouses as they were willing to try just about anything to shock the audince. DAli was nothing more than a slf-absorbed, masochistic, self-loathing fruitcake who's narcissistic obsessions would have led nowhere had it not beenfor the fortuituous intervention of the real and true genious of his so-called wife, Gala. I was only 20 years old when due to my obssession with some of the maestro's masterworks I had occassion to meet her(through my friend Jeff). She never allowed me to meet Dali but she did put the moves on me and brushed her hand across my crotch as we kissed the air beside each cheek, in parting. She musta been pushing 80 in those days

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            • #21
              Originally posted by osopardo View Post
              Bu~nuel (can't fihure out how to get that tilde thing over the n) and (especially) Dali were not so much geniouses as they were willing to try just about anything to shock the audince. DAli was nothing more than a slf-absorbed, masochistic, self-loathing fruitcake who's narcissistic obsessions would have led nowhere had it not beenfor the fortuituous intervention of the real and true genious of his so-called wife, Gala. I was only 20 years old when due to my obssession with some of the maestro's masterworks I had occassion to meet her(through my friend Jeff). She never allowed me to meet Dali but she did put the moves on me and brushed her hand across my crotch as we kissed the air beside each cheek, in parting. She musta been pushing 80 in those days
              That sounds like the workings of a real goddamned good memoir. I'd buy it. Get to work, oso...

              and...don't be modest, I'd have bedded her too.

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              • #22
                Originally posted by Garland View Post
                ... I'd have bedded her too.
                not if you'd seen her - anyways back in those days I was saving myself for ol Salvador

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                • #23
                  Originally posted by Mike Brewer
                  couldn't help noticing that this thread bumped you up to six rep buttons. That's screwed up. I log on and post whatever helpful stuff I can, and I'm frozen utterly at 442. You're up past 500 now? Eat my ass. I hope your straight razor slips and cuts your bottom lip off..
                  thas why I gave up on that whole rep points thing long ago - useta be nobody cared and few even unnderstood how it worked - now it's like the bigges motivation for postinh anythimf1 - mkes me want to start neg repping people just on general pronciples whrther i like em or not

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                  • #24
                    Originally posted by osopardo View Post
                    not if you'd seen her - anyways back in those days I was saving myself for ol Salvador
                    ...but...the mustache? A Salvador Dali musache ride? Oh, sweet Jesus...
                    Mary, mother of God...

                    I think I just had a laughgasm. I'm going to go vomit...that image was too funny...

                    I still would've opted for the granny Gala gummer, but it takes all kinds I guess.

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                    • #25
                      How did the waiting for Salvador thing turn out....

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                      • #26
                        You know I figured the mustache thing would make things more interesting - grew my own version myself a few years later afte he passed away. But like I said - never got a chance to meet the maitre. You know Im like all atwitter 'cause there's Gala and that's like one door away from meeting Dali and there's Jeff telling her what a big fan I am and how I want to paint like him and after a while she like leans over and says somethin like, "Sankewe for veeseeting us, mon cherie." and we both like kiss the air next to each other's faces on both sides and then she cops a feel and I'm like "Did she just... oh no she dident!" and I get ushered out to the foyer where I wait like for almost an hour before Jeff finally comes out all nervouslike and hands me a sawbuck nd wghispers "Grab a cab, I'll catch up with you later." and there I am in the lobby of the Waldorf with a sawbuck in my hand thinking "whaddafujushappened?" Two days later I was back in Miami and I never saw Dali or Gala or Jeff or that filthy damned anteater ever again.

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