Shooting the Stones

Nellcôte as Arcadia?

Life was very simple – Keith looking after Marlon in the morning, playing music in the afternoon, that’s it. English friends would be invited to stay for the summer; especially people with kids, so Marlon would have a social life. Everything was always back to the kids.

Sometimes the photographer’s camera sees more clearly than his eyes.

This is the end

Here’s another of my favorite cinematic endings, a pretty definitive one, from Antonioni’s Zabriskie Point.

The political point kind of gets lost in the sheer beauty of shit getting blown up in super slo-mo. Or maybe the political point is the sheer beauty of shit getting blown up in super slo-mo.