Jeremy Clapin
Tuesday, December 14th, 2010If you like French film, animation, absurdism, and a bit of melancholy to boot. Take a gander at this fine film by Jeremy Clapin
If you like French film, animation, absurdism, and a bit of melancholy to boot. Take a gander at this fine film by Jeremy Clapin
Parallel Parking from Yum Yum London on Vimeo.
This was an oversight. Thought I had posted it somewhere, but it looks like I didn’t. Pretty cute. Apparently the makers made some real-life figurines that have caught my eye…
Pretty cool:)
I won’t ever play the game, but the intro is lovely. (Yes, I realize it’s old now)
See more awesome Quentin Vien animations here

I just happened upon this documentary by Yann Arthus-Bertrand (aerial photographer extraordinaire), playing on SVT1 tonight. I didn’t know what I was in for.
First, I thought it was another sort of BBC nature film, then another sort of Inconvenient Truth, or Food Inc., but soon found it was a mixture of all of them. Less politics, more history, more beautiful photography, more personal. More French;)
The first three quarters of the film builds up to a climax where I was left feeling gutted, hating humanity and mad as hell wanting to do something before it is too late. That’s when I thought it would end in a French way – boom , that’s it, it’s the end, take a puff on your cigarette, “That’s LIFE monsieur! It’s shit. Deal with it!”
But then Yann gets more personal, expressing the hope he has cultivated through his experiences of what he’s seen of people doing things to change the status quo, around the world. Then he sends a human-sized rallying cry to get us of our butts – to do something about it.
HOME – See the whole film here
Clever way to combine the analog book with the fancy pants iBook sort of thingy that I have absolutely no experience with (wish I had an iPod! Argh!).
It’s actually analog AND digital. Clever. Cute too. And interactive…
(seen on Quipsologies)
What are kids? “Drunk Midgets”
Can’t get enough of Gorillaz’ Plastic Beach.
I want to see this as a movie, or to be able to visit the actual model.
I have a sneaking feeling I might find myself trying to fashion my own Plastic Beach on the kitchen table, out of mashed potatoes, kids crying…