Archive for June, 2004

missing on a desert road

Wednesday, June 30th, 2004

Australian documentary maker Carmela Baranowska, who wrote the obituary for Mark Worth, is now missing in Afghanistan.
As far as we can gather, her vehicle has been found broken down and abandoned on the road between Kabul and Kandahar. She, the driver and the interpreter have not been seen since Saturday, which is five days ago.
People [...]

yet more moore and dox in general

Wednesday, June 30th, 2004

The attempt to stop Fahrenheit from being screened has produced a lot of email traffic to exhibitors. Here is some of the pro and here the anti.
It’s down to “PLAY THE MOVIE OR THEY WILL CONTROL YOUR EVERY FART AND BOWEL MOVEMENT” versus “Lately [Michael Moore] has been sporting a “Hitler” like [...]

tickling the toes of saturn

Wednesday, June 30th, 2004

Cassini- Huygens hits the rings of Saturn at 12.35pm Thursday, Australian Eastern Standard Time, by my fuddled calculations. It takes about three hours, and NASA TV will cover the control room for the duration.
Though two other probes have already slipped through the target gap safely, there is still some fear that it will hit [...]

rising temporarily, promising tomorrow

Wednesday, June 30th, 2004

Try this.
The line is a homage on two levels.

barista goes parochial

Wednesday, June 30th, 2004
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This undistinguished, unmajestic but beloved building is a key symbol of Melbourne. It is in Port Phillip Bay at the end of a long straight concrete pier, where we snuggle down into our coats and march out in beetle lines, heads down, hair whipping, intimate against the breathy wind. Or stretch out in the side [...]

an archive rant

Wednesday, June 30th, 2004

The BBC is about to put a bomb into the system by which we use archival footage, both in documentaries and in unpaid online projects.
In Australia, the price of archive film in documentary is a sore point for filmmakers. The benchmark is the cost of production – the per minute cost of archival can [...]

boriska the boy from Pravda visits troy

Wednesday, June 30th, 2004

“Pravda” has always been an ironic title. The USSR’s biggest propaganda rag was called the Truth.
Reborn as a sprightly capitalist tabloid, it seems to believe that its readers have inherited the special Russian skill of never believing what you read. They are so cheerful as they produce items like:
“Hussein‚Ćhas several photographs of Udai and Kusai [...]

heads explode in the stalls

Tuesday, June 29th, 2004

If you want a sense of the brainwreck that Michael Moore is causing in some parts of the blogosphere, go to Whiskey Bar – and then move into the 466+ comments. Bear with the amazing misreading of Billmon’s original post.
The opinions are fascinating and the sheer passion is extraordinary. After all, we can [...]

a few remarks with the smell of earthsea

Monday, June 28th, 2004

“Fantasy is a literature particularly useful for embodying and examining the real difference between good and evil. In an America where our reality may seem degraded to posturing patriotism and self-righteous brutality, imaginative literature continues to question what heroism is, to examine the roots of power, and to offer moral alternatives. Imagination is the instrument [...]

entertaining is never useless

Monday, June 28th, 2004

I have a lot of fun with Jonathon Delacroix. He is so unashamed about being who he is, so erudite, so obsessed with Japan. No-one else could dislike the Beatles because the girls screamed at a concert and one wee’d behind him.
There may be no such thing as the ultimate disquisition on self v [...]


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