burning house

Did you leave the oven on?


It’s been around 5weeks since I saw Synecdoche, New York. There’s really nothing I could say to top Matt’s review back in February after the Glasgow film festival viewing. To put this movie into words is difficult enough in itself. Where to begin? Where to end? It’s like The Waste Land of film. And like Eliot’s poem it begs to be deliberated, to be dissected; as something which simply eludes any kind of monolithic interpretation. Read the rest of this entry »