Word: eying
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...beaming his Sunday night broadcasts to BBC listeners over the globe. Unless you have a good short wave radio, it's impossible to listen to them in the U.S. Which is a pity for, as this collection of 42 such "Letters from America" convincingly demonstrates, Cooke has a keen eye for America and the variety of her people...
...moments or levels of meaning as simultaneous images. He deliberately interweaves human, titanic, planetary and angelic, and even divine motifs. When you lie atop the tower day after day, his figures seem to be moving and communicating in a thousand ways. At times, the mere glance of a painted eye, an unexpected highlight, or the crook of a finger clues you in to some new turning of the artist's labyrinthine mind. The bonds between his figures are abstract, of course, but no less real for that...
...Prophet Jeremiah and the Sibyl Persica. This triangular picture shows the family of Salmon, one of the ancestors of Jesus. Here, the child leans upon his mother's knee and watches her cutting cloth with a big pair of shears. The pull of the fabric points your eye to something which is happening near by. Glancing up and to the right, you meet with the image in which God the Creator divides Light from Darkness. You are witnessing the same thing in plain domestic terms and, at the same time, on a cosmic scale...
Equipped with some human motivation, a bit of believable dialogue and a more discriminating eye for the bogus, his film might have been a macabre little study of a pretty young nymphomaniac and her rich old sadist of a spouse. As it is, Birds in Peru has most of the defects of a very bad home movie; it is unintentionally funny where it is not flat...
Gary's camera can barely take its eye off Seberg lying naked on a beach at dawn, surrounded by symbolically dead birds and sated, unconscious males; or being caressed by a Lesbian brothel-keeper; or struggling vainly for sexual fulfillment in the bed of a handsome hermit. The scenes are not remotely erotic. This is partly because Seberg is not much of an actress, partly because Gary is not much of a director, and partly because no taint of reality has been permitted to obtrude; whether she is on the beach or in bed, nary a hair...