The Null Device

Tonight, I managed to go to the Isosceles Film Night at the Glow Bar; I only saw the trailing end of it, as, unfortunately, it clashes with work. The night was in this trendy open-space bar with curved walls, onto which the films were projected. I missed some of the more interesting-sounding films (Themroc and Flowerlovers, though I may have seen Malj at a Splodge film night, if it's the one with the baby-chicken-crushing factory), though the ones I saw were not bad, which is more than I can say for the crowd...

I'M WAYNE KERR AND IF THERE'S ONE THING I HATE... it's trendy fucking art student types who go to film nights and sit around talking loudly in their fashionably attired little cliques, oblivious to the fact that this is a film night, and some people are trying to watch the actual films, of all things, and to make out the soundtrack over the din of vacuous social chatter.

Ahem... that's better. Anyway, of the films I saw there was The Illuminati, a short by some VCA people that posited that Michael Jackson was a product ofthe UFO cover-up conspiracy opposed by local industrial hip-hop group Curse Ov Dialect. There was also a film of someone blowing up parts of a house (slow motion sequences of books spinning through the air, opening and fragmenting, from an exploding library shelf, over ambient music; destruction never seemed so tranquil), as well as one of a Japanese performance artist smashing things whilst a drummer played, and some psychedelic computer-generated animations (moving polygons, wireframe creatures (squinks?) locomoting down wireframe paths, &c) over fragments of music (I recognised a Coil track).

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