If it'll be the last thing, it would be best if it was very very funny
like that joke that can kill you in Monty Python's And Now for Something Completely Different
That part holds a special place in my heart, I can hear my mom laughing. And currently I am having my own little laugh fest in this section of Goldflocken, it's a segment featuring a harmonica playing lady who's kind of held prisoner in her ramshackle of a home by her mom, she even spray paints over the windows she gazes through so she can't gaze out anymore. And the star of the whole film Magdalena Montezuma, Werner Schroeter's muse of many of his films, she's got some kind of connection with the harmonica lady, sadly this version i'm watching has no English subtitles. And so there's those ladies and a guy who's hangin' around making Miss harmonica get emotional too. It's little hidden moments within the spaces, artifice maximally done, silly and tragic blending in an organic non-flashy way, but also scattered about are golden iconic shots and moments where it could be some photo shoot for a splashy underground paper, in these isolated periods, composed of various precise times and places, in this segment, the surroundings are all natural, with a lot of those steel parts that go into making such things as bridges, and a train goes by within the frame, those houses these characters live in look so realistic as those spaces you rent for storage, but in a dark and faded shades, run down, windows, and flowers, many many flowers, and theatrical acting, music motifs exploding like sugar volcanos.
Ahhhh the following segment is even better, it's made to look like from the silent era, we see Bulle Ogier posing and dancing and looking out the window, but the kicker is with this other lady dressed seductively at an elegant table outdoors, and feeding a few dogs. The puppy love continues as she like a diva descends the winding stair, to pose and pet the dogs who are just sitting there perfectly on cue.
That part holds a special place in my heart, I can hear my mom laughing. And currently I am having my own little laugh fest in this section of Goldflocken, it's a segment featuring a harmonica playing lady who's kind of held prisoner in her ramshackle of a home by her mom, she even spray paints over the windows she gazes through so she can't gaze out anymore. And the star of the whole film Magdalena Montezuma, Werner Schroeter's muse of many of his films, she's got some kind of connection with the harmonica lady, sadly this version i'm watching has no English subtitles. And so there's those ladies and a guy who's hangin' around making Miss harmonica get emotional too. It's little hidden moments within the spaces, artifice maximally done, silly and tragic blending in an organic non-flashy way, but also scattered about are golden iconic shots and moments where it could be some photo shoot for a splashy underground paper, in these isolated periods, composed of various precise times and places, in this segment, the surroundings are all natural, with a lot of those steel parts that go into making such things as bridges, and a train goes by within the frame, those houses these characters live in look so realistic as those spaces you rent for storage, but in a dark and faded shades, run down, windows, and flowers, many many flowers, and theatrical acting, music motifs exploding like sugar volcanos.
Ahhhh the following segment is even better, it's made to look like from the silent era, we see Bulle Ogier posing and dancing and looking out the window, but the kicker is with this other lady dressed seductively at an elegant table outdoors, and feeding a few dogs. The puppy love continues as she like a diva descends the winding stair, to pose and pet the dogs who are just sitting there perfectly on cue.
