He woke up from his wife's side, stared naked at himself in the bathroom mirror, kept tapping on his typewriter, driving in the dark clouds and rain in the English countryside, playing the piano and singing, talking to a psychologist, rehearsing, carrying Parrot specimens meet buddies, drink tea, eat, recall and chat, look at old photos on the projector, tell about childhood, love, or a long-term chaotic peeing and peeing performance on the stage.
He continued to play and sing, talk to people, took a curtain call at the Sydney Opera House, watched "Scarface" while eating pizza with his twin sons, and recited Al Pacino's lines together:
Say hello to my little friend
. In June 2014, I recalled that it was the opening film of the Sydney Film Festival that year. It was sold out instantly, and I hated to miss it.
It's hard to define what kind of movie this is.
It looks like a documentary, but in fact it is made up of carefully choreographed bridges, mixed performances and real characters.
Or, a singer/writer/poet/artist named Nick Cave, play this singer/writer/poet/artist named Nick Cave.
Reality and fantasy blur the boundaries, memory and the present overlap and fight.
But for an artist like Nick Cave, is there a better form than this "docudrama" stream of consciousness, flowing like a water snake?
As the saying goes: Art often expresses truth through lies.
In the gap between place and place, event and event, music and music, the uncle drives his Jaguar, like "Sacred Car Dealer", in the car with the passers-by of his life: once in The Proposition he wrote the script Actor Ray Winstone, who has performed roles, discussed performance and reality with him. Blixa Bargeld, a former band guitarist who suddenly left the band after being together for many years, revealed the reason why he chose to leave in the first place. Kylie Minogue, an Australian national treasure, is definitely the highlight of the whole film. She Talking about the ex-boyfriend who died by suicide, talking about the cooperation with Nick Cave more than 20 years ago, and talking about the fear of being forgotten.
You are like a fog in my life.
You are on stage like a tree, a tree in a Hitchcock movie.
The beautiful she sat in the back seat of the car that was moving silently in the dark, said.
I've never been a Nick Cave fan, but he seems to have been in my life since I was a teenager, from The Birthday Party to The Bad Seeds and even the side project Grinderman. I can't remember a few songs, but I've collected a lot of CDs, watched his songs in Wenders' movies and the soundtracks like "Death of the Sharpshooter", bought his novels, watched his screenplays The movie Lawless (of course because of love Tom Hardy).
(It is said that he also wrote part of "Gladiator" for fellow Australian Russell Crowe, and was later rejected by the filmmakers because the plot was too bizarre.)
Who can really understand his own story?
We are in the middle of a story, and naturally we have no way of telling it.
A story becomes a story only when it is told over and over again.
Every tiny precious memory in our minds, through which we tell ourselves or others,
saves these stories from finally hiding in the dark.
We all want to be someone else.
We are always looking for that thing that can change our lives.
You have to know your limits.
It is your limits that make you the wonderful disaster you are most likely to be.
I like the feeling of a song before you understand it.
Before we put a wild piece in the stable, there's always a moment when it's in control and you've got to hold on to it just to survive.
Nick Cave said.
Can you hear my heartbeat?
During the performance, he walked to the edge of the stage, crouched down, and questioned the audience in the first row.
He put the girl's hand on his chest and whispered over and over again:
Can you hear my heartbeat?
Like a dark angel, a vampire who has been in the world for thousands of years, or Kinski in Herzog's films, he approaches you with the smell of hell and penetrates you.
Song is heroic because it confronts death.
Song is immortal, it bravely faces our destruction.
One day, I will show you how to kill the dragon.
(Not long ago this year, Nick Cave released another documentary, One More Time With Feeling, which ran for only one day on September 5, the eve of the release of the new brick Skeleton Tree.
Last July, one of his twin sons, Arthur, fell off a cliff. In the event of his death, this record is also a memory and commemoration of his loss of his beloved son.)
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