Beckett, Lacan and the Gaze. Llewellyn Brown. And yet it takes the form of a strangely impersonal visual dimension testifying to the absence of an original exchange of gazes capable of founding personal identity and opening up the world to desire. The collapse of conventional reality and the highlighting of seeing devices—eyes, mirrors, windows—point to the absence of a unified representation. While masks and closed spaces show the visible to be opaque and devoid of any beyond, light and darkness, spectres—manifestations without origin—reveal a realm beyond the confines of identity, where nothing provides a mediation with the seen, or sets it within perspective.
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Hollywood is increasingly trafficking in a niche genre that has provenincredibly durable, especially given the ever-bulging demographic of aging Boomers. Let's call it "Cocoon" cinema — in honor Ron Howard's fountain-of-youth fairy tale. While " On Golden Pond " came before and " Grumpy Old Men " would follow, "Cocoon" pretty much defined the recipe that still holds today. Gather a pair or an ensemble of well-regarded oldsters who resonate across generations. Make sure one character will blissfully undergo a life-altering event, while another will crankily cling to ancient habits until the tearful finale.
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Delusional, deadbeat and desperate, these memorable characters strip away the fanciful illusions of lives lived on the edge. Fleeing his native Manchester in a stolen car to avoid a beating for an alleged rape Johnny pitches up at the home of ex-girlfriend Louise Lesley Sharp and leaves a trail of nihilistic chaos in his wake. Quoting lines from the Book of Revelation , musing on philosophy, raging at the materialism of the modern world and forever answering a question with another question or a sarcastic putdown, Johnny is intellectually hardwired towards confrontation and self destruction. Whereas the repulsive yuppie Jeremy Greg Cruttwell has embraced capitalism and the rat race, Johnny has rejected it to the extent that his prospects are all but destroyed. Offered one last shot at redemption by the downtrodden but warm hearted Louise, Johnny spurns the opportunity and limps off with a pocket full of stolen cash to who knows where, the last of his bridges burnt for good.
It's am and two girls burst into a run down London toilet. Joanne is crying her eyes out and her clothing is ripped. Kelly's face is bruised and starting to swell. Duncan Allen lies in his bathroom bleeding to death.