Meshes of the afternoon

The train I was in from former Yugoslavia to Paris, stopped in the dead of night. The wind blew kicking up the dirt which filled the barren landscape. The speaker came on with a crackle as the muffled voice of the conductor announced that there are drinks for purchase outside. The moon was nowhere to be seen and the only light eminated from the interior of the train cab shinning out, giving the clouds of dirt surrounding me a warm glow. There in the middle of this barren landscape was a solitary stand, a tall tent, with a man selling different clear bottles filled with colored liquids ranging from green to violet and all at room temperature. . .

I'm sorry, it's just today La Calavera has been in a David Lynch kinda mood. So I had me a marathon starting with Eraser Head and ending with Inland Empire. My brain is pretty much fried like some chicharones. Anyway, here is one of David Lynche's favorite short flicks which inspired him. It's a 1943 experimental film by Maya Deren and her husband Alexander titled: Meshes of the Afternoon. Yep, even back then they were smoking some good weed and making cool ass films. Maya Deren was truly a creative artist who was also a photographer, poet, dancer, and writer who went against mainstream Hollywood. Click on the wiki-link to find out more about the film and if you have thirteen minutes or so to spare, here it is (split into two parts)!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meshes_of_the_Afternoon

Meshes of the Afternoon (1 of 2)


Continuation of Meshes Of The Afternoon (2 of 2)


Hasta La Proxima,

La Calavera #42