In Zaire

Discovered this song where it's used to great effect in René Pollesch's 24 Stunden sind kein Tag. Ah, primitivist 80's music...

All fecund in its nuttiness

Gotta love the Irish Film Board. I swear this could have been lifted from any page of the Wake.

(From here via here)

Funny little movie

about The $trip (the show we were working on down in Shreveport). Thank you, Lance, for being articulate for the rest of us. (And giving our documentarian some structure to hang on...)

The festival of illusions becomes an illusion in itself.

Fascinating article about Tehran's International Theater Festival.