Besides being crazy-in-love with the socialist playwright hero (pictured above) of The Lives of Others (a German film I meant to see ages ago but finally got around to watching this past weekend) and moved by its narrative, I am nuts nuts nuts about the apartment that said playwright shares with his actress lady-love, and below I've embedded a clip of secret operatives bugging it. Of those available on the internets, it's the best for viewing the grand and careless wood-paneled (!!) space. But truly, watch the film. It's lovely, and one gets the full measure of this apartment by viewing the whole. I found myself so enamored of the things on their walls, in and out of focus (and reality). It's sent me into such a crisis about ugliness (and POOR taste) in New York.
Showing posts with label eastern blocks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label eastern blocks. Show all posts
Jan 20, 2009
View of a Room
Besides being crazy-in-love with the socialist playwright hero (pictured above) of The Lives of Others (a German film I meant to see ages ago but finally got around to watching this past weekend) and moved by its narrative, I am nuts nuts nuts about the apartment that said playwright shares with his actress lady-love, and below I've embedded a clip of secret operatives bugging it. Of those available on the internets, it's the best for viewing the grand and careless wood-paneled (!!) space. But truly, watch the film. It's lovely, and one gets the full measure of this apartment by viewing the whole. I found myself so enamored of the things on their walls, in and out of focus (and reality). It's sent me into such a crisis about ugliness (and POOR taste) in New York.
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dark woods,
eastern blocks,
View of a Room
Dec 14, 2008
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