Before the David Lynch's and Matthew Barneys entered and poisoned our collective subconscious Maya Deren (nee Eleanora Derenkowsky), the stone cold fox of 1940s avant-garde made challenging, dream-like movies, cavorted around with Marcel Duchamp, Anais Nin and Andre Breton, all the while taking limber Japanese dancers for lovers and never combing her hair but always looking almost hotter than Anna Magnani. It is a-ok to be jealous, I know I am.
First, put any music on, and watch this:
then, watch this movie:
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God loves a cheerful giver.
there were parts of Lost Highway that seemed like direct call-backs to Meshes of the Afternoon.
This clip contains what looks like gay ballet. What (maybe) worked back then decidedly works not at present. This is an artsy fartsy bullshit and no more, Im tellin you