jow
i keep thinking about the patterns and colours in this movie: fassbinder's ali: fear eats the soul.
all those images of emmi in her floral aprons, against wallpaper and upholstery.
i will have to watch it again...
as for the clark parkers, i recently was in that very park and witness to an initiation. quite disturbing, to say the least.
i am fond of ken lum's appropriated symbol though; in it's neon glory it takes on a very different kind of resonance (like an evangelical tent service, instead a tired and wet back alley).
oh east van,
how you confuse me!
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