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video killed the radio star

i went to a film festival tonight (well, actually it was video, but held in a theatre that normally shows films, and "video festival" just sounds funny to me). the university students were showing off what they had been working on this semester. it was what you'd expect video to be like when put into a video-as-art type of thinking. i had to go straight from work to the festival, and i had no time to go home to change, and didn't i feel like such a tool when i showed up at a showing of many videos wearing my video store uniform that i have to wear because, hey, i work in a video store where we also have many videos to show. luckily, i was sitting in a dark theatre, and even if it had been well lit, the people sitting in there weren't watching me; they were watching videos. we only stayed for an hour or so, and i must say that an hour's worth of five minute installments of self-proclaimed art video is about all i can take.
i think the most difficult part for me to sit through must have been that bit with the girl dropping fruit into a stainless steel sink. later, she took a brush and scrubbed the fruit. a dog barked in the background.
yeah, that one was quite painful.
i think i enjoyed the documentary videos the most, and the one about elevators was fun, like mark said, the guy had good "style."

oh, and . . .
if you're driving a grey car on a grey, rainy day, please, for the love of god, turn your fucking headlights on.

12:10 am - Saturday, Dec. 08, 2001

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