Thank you for this! People forget about Janice’s love of photography due to her ... let’s say exuberant personality (I love Janice), but she is quite good and her heart is in the right place.
Thank you for this! People forget about Janice’s love of photography due to her ... let’s say exuberant personality (I love Janice), but she is quite good and her heart is in the right place.
Fuck off, the NYT offices and his usual haunt are not that close together. He was actually hit riding his bicycle around town at one point. He photographed everyone who came his way, of any class, as long as he liked what they were wearing.
In fact he was extremely egalitarian and lived an ascetic’s life. Almost like a monk. And he was not impressed with celebrity in the least - only style, on every kind of person he encountered.
You couldn’t be more wrong. If he found someone striking, he would photograph them, whether they were wearing high fashion or a highly individual outfit with no labels. He photographed all ages, all backgrounds. He was interested in everybody. Watch the documentary so you at least know something about the person…
Oh come off it, he took plenty of photos of people from all walks of life. I know many, many people who have been photographed by him and non of them are rich. They’re artists or punks with a jazz age flavor or gorgeous trans women. They just all have good style, that's all. He was lovely man who appreciated good…
Oh bugger off. He lived in NYC and shot fashion there, the stuff he liked. He didn’t have to like everything ever anywhere on the planet, nor shoot all of everything everywhere. It was not his job to make every human in NY feel pretty, nor every human on the planet to feel pretty. Sometimes (I know, it’s shocking)…
I don’t know about dumb, but a Euro-American/Jewish lady going to Africa using her stylists adornment suggestions and posting them is a new level of clueless. Damn girl, just go without all that and buy cool locally made art/jewelry from where you are! That’s the fun part. Why leave with your beaded idea of “African”…
Help me out, people, I have only a mere two eyes to roll.
No dickhead Humbert (you know the child abuser) is the mother fuckin demon in Lolita. Nabokov is probably rolling in his grave.
My eyes have volunteered to help
Ah, so he either has never actually read Lolita, was too busy jerking off to the rape scenes to pay attention to it, or isn’t smart enough to differentiate between the perspective of a work and that of its narrator.
Probably! Either he hadn’t read it and doesn’t know what the fuck he’s talking about or he has and he fell prey to the sympathy for HH that the character’s narration is meant to evoke, which is stupid.
For a while I was on the fence but now, sigh. She is dumber than a skunk with its head trapped in a yogurt container.
Perhaps, but not really the point. Refn will not shut up about how authentically high-fashion his film is: the stylists hired for the film’s wardrobing, the designers whose garments they acquired for the actresses to wear, the casting of Abbey Lee Kershaw. Fashion blogs and magazines have spent the past month…
Because men are easy. They are really dumb, and women are so much more complex and sophisticated.
Damn, he sounds like he’s self justifying sleeping with minors. “They mature earlier ya know!” Squick!!!
No, mutherfucker, you can NOT discuss who is the demon in Lolita. You are an immense idiot. It is very straighforward. HH is an unreliable narrator.
Oh, for God’s sake, dude. If you’d ever actually read Lolita you’d know that the CHILD in that relationship is NOT casting some witch power over Humbert. He’s merely projecting so he can live with his horrible self.