Christine

holy shit stop shaking and just hold the camera still

holy shit stop shaking and just hold the camera still

maybe it’s a good thing that i will never do heroin and can’t relate to this. mindless wandering around, the worst and most british conversation ever and no supervision whatsoever. she owns one skirt, she likes stripes and headbands, and according to this movie, doing drugs in every friend she visits house.

maybe it’s a good thing that i will never do heroin and can’t relate to this. mindless wandering around, the worst and most british conversation ever and no supervision whatsoever. she owns one skirt, she likes stripes and headbands, and according to this movie, doing drugs in every friend she visits house.

Life In Britain boring for kids, so boring In fact that they are shooting heroine.

Life In Britain boring for kids, so boring In fact that they are shooting heroine.

Drizzly. Light Drizzle Throughout.

Banjo Donkey-Boy-Athon Film #9

Thank you Banjo for introducing me to this perfect little film. This is so my thing. There’s no better way to have made this film. This is how it is. There’s no action because there’s no highs in the routine of addiction.

The final scene really drives it home. Christine sits down. Her face is blank but says so much. It looks like she could cry. An internal scream for help. Yet she will do it all over again tomorrow. This is her life. This is the lives of many people. It’s terrifying and I wish the best for anyone who may be struggling.

Can definitely see the influence this and Alan Clarke in general had on Harmony Korine. This film got me thinking about an idea I had for a film again, so thanks Alan Clarke. Will this film ever happen? I don’t know. One can dream. Anyway, bring on more Alan Clarke!

Drizzly. Light Drizzle Throughout.

Banjo Donkey-Boy-Athon Film #9

Thank you Banjo for introducing me to this perfect little film. This is so my thing. There’s no better way to have made this film. This is how it is. There’s no action because there’s no highs in the routine of addiction.

The final scene really drives it home. Christine sits down. Her face is blank but says so much. It looks like she could cry. An internal scream for help. Yet she will do it all over again tomorrow. This is her life. This is the lives of many people. It’s terrifying and I wish the best for anyone who may be struggling.

Can definitely see the influence this and Alan Clarke in general had on Harmony Korine. This film got me thinking about an idea I had for a film again, so thanks Alan Clarke. Will this film ever happen? I don’t know. One can dream. Anyway, bring on more Alan Clarke!

Sunday Morning….

Sunday Morning….