this is a goodun.
when my mum first started going out with her boyfriend i was insanely either jealous or just uncomfortable with it. i'd have this explosive, hulk-like anger tantrums at the situation. this captures that and its aftermath so well.
it's wish fulfilment on the one hand; imagine being able to be that vile, to be able to make your mum's boyfriend as hurt as a jew in the home of a neo-nazi.
but then it shows that awful isolating bit afterwards. he's hurt his family. he's just left alone with his anger. it speaks to a poor boy barty who's just flown off the handle and ruined the family holiday by attacking mum's boyfriend. the boyfriend's run away. mum's weeping saying she'll have to break up with him. sister thinks your a cunt.
genius astute bit of film.
I find him in general a dull film maker, as he's completely mad, but the beginning of Aguirre is so perfect, and so utterly as I had imagined it prior to seeing the film, that it brings a tear to my eye. Sound, vision and ambition.
I listen to the Popol Vuh soundtrack pretty regularly. It'd be a poorer world without it.
"The real hero of Jaws is the mayor," Mr Johnson said last year in a speech at Lloyd's of London.
"A gigantic fish is eating all your constituents and he decides to keep the beaches open. OK, in that instance he was actually wrong. But in principle, we need more politicians like the mayor - we are often the only obstacle against all the nonsense which is really a massive conspiracy against the taxpayer."