Showing posts with label Dialogue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dialogue. Show all posts
Monday, February 24, 2014
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Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Double Rainbow Transcript (2010)
Source.
Original Youtube Video.
"Whoa, that’s a full rainbow all the way. Double rainbow, oh my god. It’s a double rainbow, all the way. Whoa that’s so intense. Whoa man! Wow! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa ho ho oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Woo! Oh wow! Woo! Yeah! Oh ho ho! Oh my god! Oh my god look at that! It’s starting even to look like a triple rainbow! Oh my god it’s full on! Double rainbow all the way across the sky! Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh god. What does this mean? Oh. Oh my god. Oh. Oh. God. It’s so bright, oh my god it’s so bright and vivid! Oh. Ah! Ah! It’s so beautiful! [Crying? Laughing?] [Pretty sure he’s crying.] [Now he’s laughing and crying.] Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god! Oh my god, it’s a double complete rainbow! Oh right in my front yard. [Laughter] Oh my god. Oh my god, what does it mean? Tell me. [Crying] Too much. I don’t know what it means. [Laughter] [Heavy breathing] Oh my god it’s so intense. Oh. Oh. Oh my god."
Original Youtube Video.
"Whoa, that’s a full rainbow all the way. Double rainbow, oh my god. It’s a double rainbow, all the way. Whoa that’s so intense. Whoa man! Wow! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa ho ho oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Woo! Oh wow! Woo! Yeah! Oh ho ho! Oh my god! Oh my god look at that! It’s starting even to look like a triple rainbow! Oh my god it’s full on! Double rainbow all the way across the sky! Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh god. What does this mean? Oh. Oh my god. Oh. Oh. God. It’s so bright, oh my god it’s so bright and vivid! Oh. Ah! Ah! It’s so beautiful! [Crying? Laughing?] [Pretty sure he’s crying.] [Now he’s laughing and crying.] Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god! Oh my god, it’s a double complete rainbow! Oh right in my front yard. [Laughter] Oh my god. Oh my god, what does it mean? Tell me. [Crying] Too much. I don’t know what it means. [Laughter] [Heavy breathing] Oh my god it’s so intense. Oh. Oh. Oh my god."
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Beyond the Cloud
Grainy, moving drawings of hyper-modern life in which film cells are like snapshots with back-lighting torqued to maximize presentation of the lyrical in everyday life. The halting, poetic dialogue. The generous silences. Exaggeration of sublime aspects of the present (tall buildings, military globalism, ideological division) to suggest the future. The elision of science and technological progress (treated thematically, not literally--i.e. this is not hard sci fi) with dreams. Those threshold times in life (high school, young love, summer break) echoed in epic, large scale: War, Progress. The focus on the small and intimate within this, often with a natural detailing: a butterfly on the hand of a character, the rustling of the grass.
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Goethe's Faust - Part 1
Introductory Note
Dedication
Prologue for the Theatre
Prologue in Heaven
Part I. Night
Auerbach's Cellar in Leipzig
The Neighbour's House
Night. Street Before Margaret's Door
Walpurgis-Night
Walpurgis-Night's Dream
A Gloomy Day. A Plain
Night. Open Country
Dungeon
Other Faust Folklore, Literature and Materials
Dedication
Prologue for the Theatre
Prologue in Heaven
Part I. Night
Auerbach's Cellar in Leipzig
The Neighbour's House
Night. Street Before Margaret's Door
Walpurgis-Night
Walpurgis-Night's Dream
A Gloomy Day. A Plain
Night. Open Country
Dungeon
Other Faust Folklore, Literature and Materials
- THE TRAGICAL HISTORY OF DOCTOR FAUSTUS from The Quarto of 1604 by Christoper Marlowe
- Faust Legends at Folk Text
- The Devil's Charter (1607) - Among its sources, Marlow's Faust, this is Barnabe Barnes take on Pope Alexander VI reign, the papal reign described as a pact with the devil for worldly gain.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
The Office - Jokes
Funnies at IBMD.
More funnies at Wikiquotes.
Quotes from the UK original of the TV series, The Office. The false conscience of the liberal workplace, pathetic jobbers, morons without futures, truly loathsome bosses in omnipresent cubicle farms . . . hilarious. The American version, sadly, seems to shy away from the obvious satirical target for a show called "The Office." It is certainly less narrow-eyed, ruthlessly bleak.
Excerpts:
Keith
Yeah.
David
That's your job though, that's, that's just—
Keith
Mmm. [nods]
David
No, Keith. What. I was sort of looking for your skills within your job. So is there anything else you could have put there?
Keith
[shrugs]
More funnies at Wikiquotes.
Quotes from the UK original of the TV series, The Office. The false conscience of the liberal workplace, pathetic jobbers, morons without futures, truly loathsome bosses in omnipresent cubicle farms . . . hilarious. The American version, sadly, seems to shy away from the obvious satirical target for a show called "The Office." It is certainly less narrow-eyed, ruthlessly bleak.
Excerpts:
David
Under "Strengths"... you've just put "accounts."
Under "Strengths"... you've just put "accounts."
Keith
Yeah.
David
That's your job though, that's, that's just—
Keith
Mmm. [nods]
David
No, Keith. What. I was sort of looking for your skills within your job. So is there anything else you could have put there?
Keith
[shrugs]
Twin Peaks Episode 2
What I feel to be Lynch's quintessential (if completely mystifying) statement about everything to come, in Twin Peaks, but also through his movies: Episode 2 of Twin Peaks.
Excerpt:
COOPER
(thinks of something, flicks on recorder)
Diane, 8:17, quick note: definition of a Chinese
word, "Koro," that's the name of Mrs. Josie
Packard's dog, mixed breed. I believe the word
is Mandarin, I'm sure I know what it means but I
can't lay my hands on it.
Truman reaches the spot on the rock with the tape and calls back ...
TRUMAN
Exactly sixty feet, six inches.
COOPER
Perfect.
Cooper bites into a doughnut. At the rock, Hawk whispers to the Sheriff ...
HAWK
What do you think he's up to?
TRUMAN
Beats me.
HAWK
Sixty feet, six inches; that's the distance from
home plate to the pitcher's mound.
TRUMAN
Kind'a interesting, huh?
HAWK
Yeah.
Truman starts back, respooling the tape measure. Andy shows Cooper the bucket
of rocks.
ANDY
Where would like these rocks?
COOPER
Set 'em down by the donuts, Deputy.
Andy does. Lucy picks up a coffee pot.
LUCY
Would anyone like a warm-up?
EVERYONE
(severally)
Yes, please ... thanks ... you bet
COOPER
Damn good coffee ...
(sips, burns his tongue)
... and hot. Would everyone please take a seat?
Truman, Hawk, Andy and Lucy sit on the four folding chairs. Cooper takes a
telescoping pointer out of his coat pocket and expands it full length.
COOPER
By way of explaining what we've been doing and
are about to do, I'm going to first talk to you a
little bit about the country called Tibet.
Cooper flips the two-sided blackboard over, revealing a detailed map of Tibet and
surrounding countries tacked to the back.
COOPER
Tibet is bordered on the southeast by Burma, on
the south by India and Nepal, on the west by
India and Kashmir and on the north and east by
China. It is almost completely surrounded by
mountain ranges. An extremely spiritual country,
practising a form of Buddhism known as Tibetan
Buddhism, for many centuries the leader of Tibet
has been known as the Dalai Lama; upon the
death of each Dalai Lama, his spirit is believed to
pass into the body of a newborn infant. An
exacting series of tests are performed to discover
this boys identity, who is then rigorously trained
to fulfill his great responsibilities.
The Sheriffs department is intrigued but completely mystified.
COOPER
In 1950, Communist China invaded Tibet and,
while leaving the Dalai Lama nominally in charge,
they in fact seized control of the entire country.
Following a Tibetan uprising against the Chinese
in 1959, the Dalai Lama was forced to flee for his
life to India and has lived in exile ever since.
Cooper collapses his expanding pointer.
COOPER
Following a dream I had three years ago, I have
become deeply moved by the plight of the
Tibetan people and have been filled with a desire
to help them.
Cooper flips the blackboard back over. The Sheriffs department members look
at each other just a tad uneasily.
COOPER
I also awoke from this same dream realizing that I
had subconsciously gained knowledge of a certain
deductive technique, involving mind-body
coordination operating hand-in-hand with the
deepest levels of intuition. Sheriff, Deputy Hawk,
if I could have your assistance I will be happy to
demonstrate this technique ...
Truman and Hawk look at the others, look at each other and stand. Cooper
expands his pointer again.
COOPER
You'll recall that on the day of her death Laura
Palmer wrote in her diary the following entry ...
Points to where this line is written along the top left side of the blackboard ...
COOPER
"Nervous about meeting "J" tonight." Remember
also that under the nail on the ring finger of
Laura's left hand we discovered the letter ...
Points to where this is written along the top right side of the blackboard ...
COOPER
"R." In addition, under the nail on the ring finger
of the left hand of Theresa Banks, the girl who
was murdered last year, we discovered the letter
"T."
He writes the letter "T" next to the "R."
COOPER
Today however we are going to concentrate on
the "J's." Harry, is you would, when I give the
word, would you please read aloud each of the
names we've written on the blackboard, all of
whom had a direct connection with Laura Palmer.
TRUMAN
Okay ... alright.
COOPER
Deputy Hawk, if you would hold this bucket of
rocks up near me where I can get at them ... and
would you please wear the kitchen mittens.
HAWK
(looks at Truman, who nods)
Yes, sir.
Hawk puts on a pair of kitchen mittens and picks up the bucket of rocks.
(thinks of something, flicks on recorder)
Diane, 8:17, quick note: definition of a Chinese
word, "Koro," that's the name of Mrs. Josie
Packard's dog, mixed breed. I believe the word
is Mandarin, I'm sure I know what it means but I
can't lay my hands on it.
Truman reaches the spot on the rock with the tape and calls back ...
TRUMAN
Exactly sixty feet, six inches.
COOPER
Perfect.
Cooper bites into a doughnut. At the rock, Hawk whispers to the Sheriff ...
HAWK
What do you think he's up to?
TRUMAN
Beats me.
HAWK
Sixty feet, six inches; that's the distance from
home plate to the pitcher's mound.
TRUMAN
Kind'a interesting, huh?
HAWK
Yeah.
Truman starts back, respooling the tape measure. Andy shows Cooper the bucket
of rocks.
ANDY
Where would like these rocks?
COOPER
Set 'em down by the donuts, Deputy.
Andy does. Lucy picks up a coffee pot.
LUCY
Would anyone like a warm-up?
EVERYONE
(severally)
Yes, please ... thanks ... you bet
COOPER
Damn good coffee ...
(sips, burns his tongue)
... and hot. Would everyone please take a seat?
Truman, Hawk, Andy and Lucy sit on the four folding chairs. Cooper takes a
telescoping pointer out of his coat pocket and expands it full length.
COOPER
By way of explaining what we've been doing and
are about to do, I'm going to first talk to you a
little bit about the country called Tibet.
Cooper flips the two-sided blackboard over, revealing a detailed map of Tibet and
surrounding countries tacked to the back.
COOPER
Tibet is bordered on the southeast by Burma, on
the south by India and Nepal, on the west by
India and Kashmir and on the north and east by
China. It is almost completely surrounded by
mountain ranges. An extremely spiritual country,
practising a form of Buddhism known as Tibetan
Buddhism, for many centuries the leader of Tibet
has been known as the Dalai Lama; upon the
death of each Dalai Lama, his spirit is believed to
pass into the body of a newborn infant. An
exacting series of tests are performed to discover
this boys identity, who is then rigorously trained
to fulfill his great responsibilities.
The Sheriffs department is intrigued but completely mystified.
COOPER
In 1950, Communist China invaded Tibet and,
while leaving the Dalai Lama nominally in charge,
they in fact seized control of the entire country.
Following a Tibetan uprising against the Chinese
in 1959, the Dalai Lama was forced to flee for his
life to India and has lived in exile ever since.
Cooper collapses his expanding pointer.
COOPER
Following a dream I had three years ago, I have
become deeply moved by the plight of the
Tibetan people and have been filled with a desire
to help them.
Cooper flips the blackboard back over. The Sheriffs department members look
at each other just a tad uneasily.
COOPER
I also awoke from this same dream realizing that I
had subconsciously gained knowledge of a certain
deductive technique, involving mind-body
coordination operating hand-in-hand with the
deepest levels of intuition. Sheriff, Deputy Hawk,
if I could have your assistance I will be happy to
demonstrate this technique ...
Truman and Hawk look at the others, look at each other and stand. Cooper
expands his pointer again.
COOPER
You'll recall that on the day of her death Laura
Palmer wrote in her diary the following entry ...
Points to where this line is written along the top left side of the blackboard ...
COOPER
"Nervous about meeting "J" tonight." Remember
also that under the nail on the ring finger of
Laura's left hand we discovered the letter ...
Points to where this is written along the top right side of the blackboard ...
COOPER
"R." In addition, under the nail on the ring finger
of the left hand of Theresa Banks, the girl who
was murdered last year, we discovered the letter
"T."
He writes the letter "T" next to the "R."
COOPER
Today however we are going to concentrate on
the "J's." Harry, is you would, when I give the
word, would you please read aloud each of the
names we've written on the blackboard, all of
whom had a direct connection with Laura Palmer.
TRUMAN
Okay ... alright.
COOPER
Deputy Hawk, if you would hold this bucket of
rocks up near me where I can get at them ... and
would you please wear the kitchen mittens.
HAWK
(looks at Truman, who nods)
Yes, sir.
Hawk puts on a pair of kitchen mittens and picks up the bucket of rocks.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Margaux Williamson on Ryan Trecartin
Margaux Williamson's essay on Ryan Trecartan's I-B-Area is kind of double fun as it ends up being insightful about both artists' work: Williamon's as well as Mr. Trecartan's. Her writing style is honest, comfortable with the incompleteness necessary in observing things while being very thorough in analysis. I'll limit this post to lightly tracing out themes addressed in this essay.
(The whole of I-B-Area can be seen on Ubuweb).
Helpful things:
Observations
The figure of mother as the focus of need-rebellion in the contemporary makeshift family. Anyone in these ad hoc groups can become or be looked to as mother. Anyone might shift just as quickly to need mother, or rebel against mother.
Makeshift family as tantamount to contemporary community, society. (This is not family in a biological sense).
Persona is often in a conflicted relationship to community (a dialectic?).
Social media as having supplanted (or mutated) nomadic persona (We now leave evidence behind!).
The human body post inception, a la Walter Benjamin, of the Age of Reproduction, derives pleasure and worth in repeating itself (via recording devices, via dialogue, life as "a constant audition")
Dialogue Transcriptions!
PASTA: I’m in pain, serious pain. Charity, when I was your age, basically, I don’t like your name.
CHARITY: WHAT?!
AMANDA: I like the name Charity.
SEN-TEEN: Ok whatever AmanDUH
PASTA: and I understand this, I do. I changed my name from Uri Anderson Sommerset to Pasta when I was your age. And it was the best decision of my life. I think you need to think about this. This was way back at the end of the millennium.
SEN-TEEN: (pointing at Pasta) you should look up to this person.
PASTA: and not just because your short
CHARITY: whatever.
*
Margaux is a painter, film-maker living in Toronto. She is a favourite contemporary artists as well as trusted source on how the North American contemporary (technological, cultural) complicates and accelerates meaning-production.
The source for this, Marguax Williamson's blog "Movie is my Favourite Word," is a working artist's blog about watching movies in her home. It has all the excitement, and incompleteness, usual to the easy camaraderie and spastic, bright conversations of art friend conspirators.
(The whole of I-B-Area can be seen on Ubuweb).
Helpful things:
Observations
The figure of mother as the focus of need-rebellion in the contemporary makeshift family. Anyone in these ad hoc groups can become or be looked to as mother. Anyone might shift just as quickly to need mother, or rebel against mother.
Makeshift family as tantamount to contemporary community, society. (This is not family in a biological sense).
Persona is often in a conflicted relationship to community (a dialectic?).
Social media as having supplanted (or mutated) nomadic persona (We now leave evidence behind!).
The human body post inception, a la Walter Benjamin, of the Age of Reproduction, derives pleasure and worth in repeating itself (via recording devices, via dialogue, life as "a constant audition")
Dialogue Transcriptions!
PASTA: I’m in pain, serious pain. Charity, when I was your age, basically, I don’t like your name.
CHARITY: WHAT?!
AMANDA: I like the name Charity.
SEN-TEEN: Ok whatever AmanDUH
PASTA: and I understand this, I do. I changed my name from Uri Anderson Sommerset to Pasta when I was your age. And it was the best decision of my life. I think you need to think about this. This was way back at the end of the millennium.
SEN-TEEN: (pointing at Pasta) you should look up to this person.
PASTA: and not just because your short
CHARITY: whatever.
*
Margaux is a painter, film-maker living in Toronto. She is a favourite contemporary artists as well as trusted source on how the North American contemporary (technological, cultural) complicates and accelerates meaning-production.
The source for this, Marguax Williamson's blog "Movie is my Favourite Word," is a working artist's blog about watching movies in her home. It has all the excitement, and incompleteness, usual to the easy camaraderie and spastic, bright conversations of art friend conspirators.
Friday, August 6, 2010
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Voices from the Thirties: An Introduction to the WPA Life Histories Collection
Another treat from the American Library of Congress: Transcripts of life testimonials by a wide sampling of Depression-Era folks from all walks of life. Searchable by key word.
Exceprt:
"Yes, it's a wonderful voice. And it ain't no expense neither. A little eggnogg, some Heide's pastilles and it comes out clear like a canary: That's my nickname in the sewer - Sam, the Canary. Rough laborers, they ain't artistic and sensitive like girls, but they call me the canary, they gotta, on account of my voice. I don't mean my voice. I hate to say I, my. It's a born voice, that's all. It happens by accident it's mine. It's a pleasure. It's an inspiration, it gives me a good appetite, it makes me happy. Except at night I eat two cups of coffee and supper, I feel so heavy it gets screechy. I'm too tired, it effects the voice, you understand. The slightest thing makes it screechy. I didn't know till three, four years ago I even had it. Nobody told me."
Exceprt:
"Yes, it's a wonderful voice. And it ain't no expense neither. A little eggnogg, some Heide's pastilles and it comes out clear like a canary: That's my nickname in the sewer - Sam, the Canary. Rough laborers, they ain't artistic and sensitive like girls, but they call me the canary, they gotta, on account of my voice. I don't mean my voice. I hate to say I, my. It's a born voice, that's all. It happens by accident it's mine. It's a pleasure. It's an inspiration, it gives me a good appetite, it makes me happy. Except at night I eat two cups of coffee and supper, I feel so heavy it gets screechy. I'm too tired, it effects the voice, you understand. The slightest thing makes it screechy. I didn't know till three, four years ago I even had it. Nobody told me."
Friday, July 30, 2010
Spire Christian Comics
I can think of no better place to begin trying to make sense of the roots of contemporary North American fundamentalism than these comics (mostly from the 70s but also early 80s). They are posted here as PDFs, courtesy of Spire Christian Comics. Campy to the extreme, the work is almost single-handedly that of one man, Christian comics pioneer Al Hartley.
Highlights include black men speaking in a clearly white man's, stilted jive. Born again Johnny Cash as a title character. Archie Andrews and the Gang are recast as Evangelical proselytizers. Meanwhile, Archie's traditional foils, the teachers, in a particularly dark recasting of the traditional Riverdale universe, make cameos as murderous Nazis and maniacal scientists.
Creepy, yet unintentionally hilarious on almost every page.

Other striking elements include nauseously detailed art, an odd pairing of aesthetic psychedelia with spiritually protestant illumination, with an attitude expressly hostile to the counter culture and the pop pulp industries.
Hartley was a renegade, first from Playboy comics, then from Archie. His reason for departing from each job was purportedly due to spiritual crisis. The son of a prominent American evangelical politician, his biography is worth a glance.
These comic books are a treasure trove for discovering the psychological forces at play in a single American's self-appointed mission to convert a secular, consumerist, institutionally enlightened but broadly uneducated geist into an ahistorical, anti-intellectual and wholly intuitive doctrinaire conservatism.
Interestingly, some of these elements (anti-intellectualism and ahistoricity especially) are arguably already present (but latent) in comics before being re-appropriated by Hartley as virtues.
Creepy, yet unintentionally hilarious on almost every page.
Punch and Judy 1832 Book
This is a scan of a 1832 Punch and Judy script.
If the dynamics at base in Punch and Judy's relationship (Man and Woman as the comedic Straight Man vs. Clown duo, Auguste vs. Joey framework, manipulator vs. victim sketch, a level of implied and/or actual violence perpetually close to lighting up the sparkers) are the spiritual ancestor of The Honeymooners, The Honeymooners goes on to be the spiritual ancestor of all other situation comedies. If one wanted to make the case that there is a level of self-critique going on in regards to Punch's sociopathic hatred of women, it would be that Men (and here the concept Men is expressly, specifically gendered Male) are monsters.
The irredeemable tone and frequency of Punch's violent outbursts makes this very modern-seeming text curiously resistant to domestication, to colonization into a moral text or a sentimental one.
More scripts.
Predating vaudeville, Punch and Judy--with its giddy violence, its cast of stock characters, its bits and jokes and gags, its irredeemable misogyny, its clowning, its anticipation of nonsense and absurdity and mumbling as aesthetic pleasures--is also the phantom haunting the format and internal dynamics of every television sitcom. It does it first. It does it better. There is also a lurking horror within which I doubt is just a product of its times, that "we know better" now. Its urge to offend is almost theological in scale, undoubtedly compulsive.

The irredeemable tone and frequency of Punch's violent outbursts makes this very modern-seeming text curiously resistant to domestication, to colonization into a moral text or a sentimental one.
More scripts.
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