What makes pistachio nuts?

don’t know how sympathetic I am to that formalism games/zines piece

think I’m personally on board with a much more rigorously mechanistic kind of formalism, more formalist than the formalists if you will, i.e. you have ‘video/computer games’ as simply all interactive electronic media (though this is probs too porous, what about internet pages etc.), football et al are sports, then you have board games etc., there’s no need to subsume all these under the much broader form ‘game’ and then kick out the experimental stuff about trans awareness or whatever because it’s apparently not ‘fun’ etc., basically make it a matter of media

because what that reminds me of is the whole thing with non-narrative cinema

like I had people tell me while I was doing my dissertation on stan brakhage that “it’s not even really cinema though is it” and I was shocked to find at the time that even the wikipedia article on ‘film’ defined it as “moving pictures which tell a story” which is terribly sloppy

the best definition we have I think is peter kubelka:

“Cinema is not movement. Cinema is a projection of stills—which means images which do not move—in a very quick rhythm. And you can give the illusion of movement, of course, but this is a special case, and film was invented orginally for this special case.”

i.e. the fundamental ontological ground of cinema is the projection of still image(s), anything else goes and simply ‘movement’ let alone ‘narrative’ etc. are just epiphenomenon, not defining formal aspects

and then you have a definition which doesn’t needlessly exclude a whole hundred plus years wealth of incredible films which a lot of people would usually dismiss as ‘not fun’ i.e. boring because it doesn’t have a story or whatever

that’s not what happened anyway. even though people like brakhage saw themselves as working very firmly within the same tradition of cinema as eisenstein, dreyer, griffiths and so on, even the academy has often fenced him off, and so you get the situation where during 3 years at the university of warwick film dept. the most ‘out there’ thing we were shown was l’age d’or and the rest of the time were stuck between tame european arthouse, hollywood, and contemporary ‘world’ cinema as though that was everything there was to this art form. meanwhile the art history dept. was running modules featuring brakhage. non-narrative cinema ended up sequestered in the gallery space, becoming ‘video art’

chris kraus describes the process well in ‘indelible video’: 

…the tape is really a documentary film. But it’s shown, sold and reviewed as an artwork. A slight shifting of emphasis… there is no longer an audience, no distribution system in place for nonnarrative film, but the impulse to make it and watch it remains, so its affects have migrated to the art world. Consequently, the film becomes less an autonomous act — a thing hurled into the culture — and more like an artifact, a branded product, to be viewed through the career of the artist.

noise2010:

Stan Brakhagestills from Night Music (1986)

feel like re-purposing my old dissertation on him into something I can submit to some journals

Is your intent in making a film to communicate?

I get this question everywhere; and the big hangup is the word “communication.” It’s like this: let me explain by way of a story, a true story. 

A man falls in love. The girl doesn’t love him. She hurts him; she wants somebdy to hurt and he wants somebody to hurt him, but he doesn’t know that yet. He’s downcast. Then he meets another girl and he loves her and she loves him. He no longer needs to try and communicate with her: they just take walks together, and make love, and talk. Then he has it: some expression of his love is out there in the world. 

Then he takes her to introduce her to his parents, and he is involved in communicating again, and this is very difficult. Well, this is like when a man works out of love and the work is out there; and then he takes this work into society, and that’s always very difficult. I mean no one truly understands it, just as no one’s parents truly understand one’s true love. Yet a work of art must have a life in society; once the artist has finished making it, it belongs to others. But he never made it with the idea of taking it into society. Any man that sets out to find a girl to introduce to his parents is never likely to fall in love. Any man that sets out ot make a work for audiences is never going to make a work of art. A work of art is made for the most personal reasons — as an expression of love.

—Stan Brakhage, Eight Questions

One fine morning, I awoke to discover that, during the night, I had learned to understand the language of the birds. I have listened to them ever since. They say: “Look at me!” or: “Get out of here!” or: “Let’s fuck!” or: “Help!” or: “I found a worm!” and that’s all they say. And that, when you boil it down, is about all we say. (Which of those things am I saying now?)

—Hollis Frampton, A Pentagram for Conjouring the Narrative

(misremembered later by Brakhage as: “1. Good Morning 2. I found a worm 3. Love me 4. Get out 5. Good night”)


I seek
to blend
with ashes

— Stan Brakhage, First Hymn to the Night — Novalis (1994)

I seek

to blend

with ashes

— Stan Brakhage, First Hymn to the Night — Novalis (1994)

— Stan Brakhage, Yggdrasil: Whose Roots Are Stars In The Human Mind (1997)

— Stan Brakhage, Yggdrasil: Whose Roots Are Stars In The Human Mind (1997)


— Stan Brakhage, The Dark Tower (1999)

— Stan Brakhage, The Dark Tower (1999)

— Stan Brakhage, The Dark Tower (1999)

— Stan Brakhage, The Dark Tower (1999)

For Marilyn, Stan Brakhage (1992)

I am

here

where

where

is she

she

the

the

mother

Church

in all this

THIS

THAT

I

AM

here

where

She was

He was

is

that

that is

the saviour

of all

of me

to me

all of

which

I am

Brakahge’s personal favouite of all his nearly 400 films

Lovesong, Stan Brakhage (2001)