You know, nobody tries to make sense of a music video (or almost nobody), they just watch, listen and have a gut reaction. And they're perfectly content to do so.
But stick a piece of experimental film in front of some film critics and even if the guy who directed the movie, in this case Luis Buñuel, says it doesn't mean anything, the critic will still insist it must have some meaning. And everybody else just scratches their head, says, "I don't get it," and gives up on experimental film forever.
Well, I'm here to tell you, I believe Luis Buñuel. Un Chien Andalou doesn't mean anything. But it will provoke a reaction.
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I'm frightened, Auntie "Em, I'm frightened. Something tells me this may be scarier than 'Nosferatu' . . .
Yeah, you're definitely not in Kansas anymore.
Des Moines, maybe ...
With all due respect, are you kidding?
he meaning is clear.
And I couldn't disagree with you more about the Studio.
Stu-stu-studio? Talk about your avant garde artists, that Phil Collins was one nutty fellow ...
Actually, this is one of those instances where if you say "I don't get it," it means you get it.
Reminds me of that Woody Allen joke: "I took a test in Existentialism. I left all the answers blank and got 100."
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