And Who Will Allow My Passage? (Knight of Cups - Terrence Malick)

Depth and desolation -- of a man, a city, a society. The film begins by wandering through the mystical dreamscape of the sleeping Knight; by the end it is trudging. Does the Pearl exist? It exists in every moment -- how can it be accessed? How can we find it if we're sleeping? How can we wake up? I always believe that Life stands before me, over a closed gate, and I must only wait for the doors to begin to slide apart. But I never think about who controls my entrances and exits. And who will allow my passage?

I too am asleep; but I dream nothing. The film mistakes desolation for depth and vice versa in a threefold synecdoche in the City of Angels. It's all here, as is -- perfect, and complete.

2/4

Michael Jackson: Live in Bucharest: The Dangerous Tour (1992)

I feel driven to include this film on this site as a new addition to my continuous chronicle of visual media experiences. Partly this is because the emotional palette and progression felt cinematic, partly because I am inclined to document all of my most powerful visual media experiences, and partly because I want to write right now. I may not remember what a beautiful movie is like -- I haven't seen my favorite movie since 2014, and 2017 has been intentionally spare. So my credibility is to be taken at 70% value when I call this among my most beautiful movie experiences -- surely not to contend with my top 10 for artistic value, but serving a different purpose quite as potently. It's ceaseless, spectacular energy, vast humanity and inspiration. I would recommend the video to those who have no previous experience with the artist.