We conclude Seventies Sci-Fi Week-and-a-half with a visit to the DEAD MOUNTAINEER’S HOTEL, where a hardboiled Estonian detective finds himself in the wrong genre altogether. Over at The Notebook, as this fortnight’s Forgotten.
Archive for The Forgotten
I must stop quoting THE KNACK I must stop quoting THE KNACK I must stop quoting THE KNACK (see title).
More Lester at The Forgotten, which returns after three weeks, due to a flurry or activity at home and abroad (Locarno). JUGGERNAUT is maybe not forgotten but it’s definitely undervalued.
This fortnight’s edition of The Forgotten looks at THE MAN WHO LIES, by writer-director Alain Robbe-Grillet. I’ve meant to write something about him for ages, but never found an angle that made him clear to me. His erotic fantasies — sexy but queasy and dodgy — are presented in detail but never explored as to meaning, and don’t seem particularly connected to his interest in deconstructing narrative. A clue was provided by Mme. Robbe-Grillet’s revelations about her marital life, and I now see Robbe-Grillet as some kind of Hitchcockian fetishist, constructing filmed rituals as a kind of sublimation of the conventional sex drive.
As I explain here.