For the last 6 months my days and nights have been divided philosophically and spiritually. Generally speaking, the day is flavored by European realism and the nights are infused with a kind of cozy American fantasy
In the day I mainly watch English, French and Italian “New Wave”, mainly the films of (and about)
Pier Paolo Pasolini. In fact, I’ve been re-reading quite a lot of Pasolini’s poems and other various writings.
After, living in in America for 5 years, the heart longs for something and someone searingly poetic .
There is an odd kind of brainwashing and slight of hand, that goes on in America, where the notions of “Freedom ” and “Personal Rights” are used to take away peoples freedoms and give less rights. Americans are the new puritans that live within a comfy lie, in someways.
When on the run from the American attitude, Pasolini is the perfect refuge .
At night, I join my wife for Little House On The Prairie…. Isn’t Albet such a cute kid, isn’t Laura Ingalls brilliant, Isn’t Nellie Olseson a horror….I quite like the pitiless camp of Harriet Olsen, played by Katherine MacGregor
It’s a dangerous show to watch.. As its one of those “Why isn’t life like this? ” shows..The constant nagging of crisis and human loneliness never gets a look in or if it does it’s dealt with in the handy time frame of 50 minutes..No matter what the crisis, blindness, heartbreak or death… By the 46th minute its all peachy…Michael Landon will cry and they will share some home baked cookies around the table.
The key to the eternal happiness is the fact life in Walnut Grove is, nearly always, fair, there is usually a “silver lining” to most mishaps and the unkind will, nearly always, get their karmic kick in the privates (of course, in 2021 most peoples “Privates” are far from Private, it seems the whole World snaps, jpegs and sends theirs in speedy zeal) In short, the folk at Walnut Grove are spared the bitterness of the unfairness of “real life’ I think Little House On The Prairie should be essential viewing in these pandemic times
“Woe to him who doesn’t know this Christian faith is bourgeois.”― Pier Paolo Pasolini, Poems