Yellow saunters around Stockholm conducting man-on-the-street interviews about social issues. Occasionally has sex. Her director is in love with her, so he puts that into the movie too. The cameraman practices yoga with the sound mixer. A Russian poet shows up. MLK, Jr. shows up. This movie was infamous in the 60’s because it has dicks in it.
On July 13th, 2013 George Zimmerman was acquitted of the heinous slaughter of innocent Trayvon Martin and with the verdict a bit of my own naiveté died. The justice system seemed broken and I awoke to the privilege I’d been dealt all along by the dumb luck of my skin’s low melanin count. Just last week the police acted out of fear and prejudice and shot Philando Castille & Alton Sterling on camera in MN and LA respectively. It’s past time to join peaceful protestors. To recognize that all lives can’t matter until black lives do. To open my heart and soul to blackness. To practice the humanity I preach. Watching movies is not enough, but here’s a black one. Huey Newton & Bobby Seale’s lives are dramatized. A black child dies because a stoplight isn’t installed in the ghetto.
Nazis exhume secret soldier corpses in the Kharkiv forest. Gretel’s witch turns gingerbread into boat and floats down the Amstel seducing little boys. There’s a joke about how Americans can’t tell Marx from Lenin. There’s a lot of fucking & shitting, some stabbing. Sweet Movie is really gross and acrid and fun. Here’s an essay by Lorraine Mortimer.
Jasper At The Movies 