Selling Sno-Cones at the Beach

cinema of moral anxiety

I will probably get cut off while writing this. 30 minutes costs about 60 cents, and boy does it disappear in the blink of an eye. Still - what a miracle of technology that I can sit in a hot room in the middle of Europe and add to my blog in the middle of MN.

We saw a film called Czesc Tereska tonight (2002). The director's name escapes me this minute, but the commentator called him a part of the "cinema of moral anxiety." Along with Kieslowski.

This film was about Gen X'ers in Warsaw (oops, the one minute warning) and their lives of progressive crime and degradation. More later.