Tuesday, August 08, 2006

On film: the New York State of Mind

Thanks for poly_gianniba dropping in, I reminded myself of For the love of Film... a cracking little film blog that I've dropped by at least a couple of times in the past and have been meaning to roll for a while now.

Anyway, top of the posting list when I dropped in was a citation and link to this post at The Reeler about films that put you in a 'New York State of Mind'. It all started here at Green Cine, but seemed to spur a fair bit of controversy since IFC blog's Alison Willmore selected the imaginary New York of The Royal Tenenbaums.

I have to be honest and say that one of the films that always conjures up New York to me is Marathon Man, partly because it is one of our oft-watched films. I mean, really, seriously, we watch that film a lot. And nothing chills like the scene in the diamond district when Lotta Andor-Palfi recognises Szell and calls after him in the street. Still, when it comes to New York movies there are SO many to choose from - so many imaginary and imagined Brooklyns, Queens, Bronxes, Staten Islands, let alone Manhattans - that our mind overflow with them all. It's why the place has that Freudian sense of being uncanny: beyond real, familiar yet unsettling in its familiarity, recognisable even though we may never have 'been' there before. So many movies. So much to recollect.

Hmmm, I may have another rummage in Celluloid Skyline again, both book and site.


Rosby said...

No, I didn't watch the Director's cut; it was the normal version from the library. Is the Director's cut really different, then?

I ddn't cry at *that* bit (for shame), but I think I cried when ol' Donnie was talking about being alone...oh baby, you don't have to be...a-hem.

(Mustn't succomb to hysterical fangirlship. Mustn't.)


Lisa Rullsenberg said...

Hiya Rosby
Well I definitely think you got the better version of Donnie Darko (and fangirlship is not a bad thing)

The Dir. Cut is a bit overblown by all accounts.

Anonymous said...

Just to say that all the lovely entries at For The Love of Film are very little my doing, because a) the girls there are smarter than me and b) if only I was disciplined enough to make some entries.
Anyway, Green Card popped in my head when I thought of New York. Or any film with upper class, oh sucks New Yorkers.