every so often a talent will emerge whose take is so fresh that it will go on to render everything that came before it obsolete. think lubitsch, think kazan, think godard, think spielberg, think tarantino.
joe wisner is not that guy. no he is the other kind of guy. the type whose shit is just so revolutionary, so ahead of the curve that those lacking foresight are prone to dismiss it in its own time. taking a realist aesthetic and molding it to his own whims, wisner has created a realm of infinite houseparties and morning breakfasts after where the act of seeing things as they are lends itself to much larger ponderings of the greater meanings of existence.
after dropping the ultra hot, beer cannes favorite video for the band manimal that can be seen to the left. joe wisner has recently unveiled his second opus bacon.
bacon is a six minute think piece about the eternal struggles to rise beyond ones station as a fatty, fleshy slab frying in an uncaring god's earthly grease fire. it reminds us of the celestial pokes and prods and twists and turns of the great unknown's forever shifting tynes. one starts off so young and meaty and ends up a smaller, burnt, almost unrecognizable version of one's former self. this metaphor of the grand parade that is life takes hold of the viewer and ensnares its audience in a cycle that leads from utter despair on the state of the human condition to an almost insatiable appetite for life if only to momentarily delay the crispiness that lies ahead. a perfect meditation on the process of aging, bacon is among the finest short films i have ever seen.
grade a beef! beer cannes approved!
22 June 2008
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Normally I would call bullshit on Troy here, but Joe hit it out of the park. The juxapostion was near enough to prefection and the message was clear. We need to recycle and lower our eco-footprint. The flame is the senter the pan crust and thr bacon Humans and the left over fatty oil our waste. The fork was great instrument giving us socital pokes and prodes to consume and work to produce more shit. But, we don't grow and flurrish when we shrivle up and die we are then cast off new heards of consumers take over. Spot on Joe and Troy.
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