The first George Kuchar video I saw was one of his Weather Diaries. He was schlumped like a decaying mastodon on a feculent motel La-Z-Boy, farting like a bagpipe, his aging testicles drooping out of his soiled boxershorts, complaining about the state of his uncooperative colon, narrating the tedium of his life like it […]

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One of the more salient through-lines of the works assembled in The On Screen Program 3, Siting Cinema, is the idea of a pitch, or at the very least, a kind of proposition. Of course, any work of art is a proposition of some kind; it asks you to believe in it, to accept […]

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I am going to see Ben Coonley’s Power Plant-hosted performance at the Harbourfront Centre’s brigantine room based solely and entirely on the strength of this video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ETQ0urHjSIk
I have long been obsessed with the idea of cuteness as a weapon; the idea that relatively defenseless infants (animal or human) have only cuteness as a protective measure. […]

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For this 22nd Images Festival, I have kindly been asked to blog (never did I ever think I would use that neologism, let alone conjugate it). Usually, when I write, I criticize. Here, I’m in more of a cheerleading capacity, passing on recommendations and previewing things I find Of Interest. Somehow, I […]

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