i am hate

I went to see I am Love last week which was slightly disappointing. I'm a big fan of Italian cinema, especially the recent new wave of younger directors attempting to escape the shadow of Fellini, a fascist past and a dictatorial present. Recent highlights including Sorrentino's Il Divo and Garrone's Gomorra have underlined the determination of Italian filmmakers to confront political and social corruption whilst remaining true to the aesthetic qualities that have historically illuminated their nation's cinematic tradition. (A condensed version of Sight and Sound's lead article this month.)

I am Love was a detailed vision of wealth, human fallibility and the destruction of trust within a family unit set against the austere backdrop of contemporary Milan. That it was stylistically cold, clinical and exacting was not an issue in itself; indeed the strikingly singular atmosphere underlined the emotionless entrapment of a life endured under the auspices of Italy's super-rich but it also alienated the viewer from any realistic sense of empathy. I hoped for something more involving.

Nearly two weeks since I gave up all hope of the title coming to OT and a lot has happened. After beating ciddy in the 93rd minute (really quite sexually enthralling) and some other stuff going on United now sit a point behind Chelsea with two games to go. I still think we've fucked it though. All I really care about is getting the Glazers to die or at least fuck off...they won't though and I'm convinced the majority of United fans will stick it out at OT because they hold the club so dear. It's a tough habit to break.

So anyway not much else to discuss, Election stuff is stultifying, London stuff is just stuff and nothing has really grabbed my attention this week other than the nice weather and realising how good it is to drive a scooter around London. Till next time.