British Cinema is born
I often associate myself to a particular archetypal rebel of modernity after refusing over ten to fifteen invitations from friends and classmates on the premiere of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince due sometime this week (or is it this coming Saturday). Instead, i found myself obsessed with early 1900s films. My fascination with avant-garde filmmaking (here and here) achieved orgasm after watching another Vertov, his masterpiece, Man with a Movie Camera (1929).
Ciao!
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