if you don't eat your meat, you can't have any pudding

[lizziebelle]

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Last night was another Conjure Cinema offering in Hudson; this time, it was a Mexican movie called, I think, "The Witch's Mirror." It was in black & white, with subtitles, and really quite bad (bad movies are kind of the point of Conjure Cinema, did I mention that?), so I found myself nodding off about three-quarters through. I went downstairs to go to the bathroom, and didn't go back. I hear all the bad guys died.

The shorts before the movie were interesting; one was so bizarre, nobody quite got it. It was a Canadian animation that had been nominated for an Oscar, called Madame Tutli-Putli. It was quite spooky, especially the eyes of the main character. The animation was really good, but the story was the strangest thing I've ever seen.

My friend Fran gave me a leopard-print set of a nightie, camisole, and tap pants. I don't have to buy leopard print anymore - people give things to me because they think of it as my signature. I guess that's better than Lakshmi's signature cow print! Serves her right for naming her cat "Moo." *g*

I had met my friend Cymbri in Sturbridge, where I left my car at the Park & Ride (which turns out to be in the parking lot of a Lutheran Church) to save gas. It was nice not to have to drive the whole way alone, and to spend time with her. We stayed overnight, which was a good thing because James was making some cocktail that she was enjoying quite a bit. We had midnight Chinese food again, which was yummy. We all went to bed way, way late.

I was up early as usual, and I went for a walk around Hudson, where I found these ducks looking for a handout. I disappointed them, but it was nicely picturesque. I got to reminisce about central NY with a friend from Syracuse when I got back, and then we hit the road. There was quite a lot of traffic for a Sunday morning! It was all backed up at the 291 exit; too early for the Big E, so I don't know what it was for.

I think a nap is in order now. *yawn*

Comments

[sea-dark-wine.livejournal.com]

Okay then -- I'm glad I wasn't the only one who didn't quite get that animation feature!

[lizziebelle.livejournal.com]

I heard a lot of folks saying, "Huh?" after it was over. ;)

[ami-1.livejournal.com]

Ok, I definitely have to go to Conjure Cinema sometime. Last night we were reminiscing about drive-ins. It sounds as though C. C. could be almost as much fun considering the campy-ness of it all!

[lizziebelle.livejournal.com]

Oh, yeah. The campiness is pretty much the point. ;)

[lamentables.livejournal.com]

I love Madame Tutli-Putli! I read all about it and the production techniques and then procured it via a Canadian friend as a Christmas present for some British friends - all without actually seeing the film myself. Happily, I got to watch their present later :-)

[lizziebelle.livejournal.com]

Can you explain it to me? *g*

I did think of you and your love of things Canadian when I saw the beginning credits. :)

[lamentables.livejournal.com]

1) Nope. It just is. Like a poem, with infinite meanings. :-)

2) Heee!

[sea-dark-wine.livejournal.com]

Infinite meanings yes. Metaphors were dripping like honey from a full comb. ;-) Perhaps they weren't meant to be connected together by force of will -- just tasted as they fell. And I loved Madame's eyes.

[bettyw.livejournal.com]

Thank you for spelling that out - J was trying to explain it to me, but didn't know the spelling so I could Google it:
Madame Tutli-Putli boards the night train, weighed down with all her earthly possessions and the ghosts of her past.

She travels alone, facing both the kindness and menace of strangers. As day descends into dark, she finds herself caught up in a desperate metaphysical adventure. Adrift between real and imagined worlds, Madame Tutli-Putli confronts her demons and is drawn into an undertow of mystery and suspense.

The National Film Board of Canada presents a stunning, stop-motion animated film that takes the viewer on an exhilarating existential journey. The film introduces groundbreaking visual techniques and is supported by a haunting and original score. Painstaking care and craftsmanship in form and detail bring to life a fully imagined, tactile world unlike any you have seen.

Jungian thriller? Hitchcockian suspense? Artistic tour de force? The night train awaits you.