Friday 19 February 2010

You see something a lot in certain artists and directors, a flitting, an erratic change from one route to the next, the Coen Brothers for example, there work doesnt sit well together, i can't find the right word, its like they go from the silliness of The Ladykillers, to the depth of No Country For Old Men, there's no cohesion there, and no worry, those two could have been made by two seperate people.. (granted that two seperate people make up the Coen's..)

But you don't find it in Paul Thomas Anderson, maybe he flitted a little with Punch Drunk Love, but you could tell it all came from the same person, it was an addition to his journey, not a cul-de-sac or a diversion.

Is that a mark of immaturity? the ability to be so relaxed about it all, for it to not cause you any problem in moving all over the place in morals and ideals and styles. There's a difference between the changes that Philip Guston made in his career, from murals to abstract expressionism to minimalism to cartoons, because that was a genuine growth, it seems.

Well, i've been flitting.

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