The Glow is Gone

“Faced with the failure of their discredited cause, the men of violence have chosen in recent months to play what may well be their last card.”

Once in a while I’m lucky enough to see a film that percolates quietly over the course of a week, whose complexities only energe in the retelling. I left Hunger thinking, not feeling, but in describing it I found those two reversed. What a strange, incredible film.

I’ll also note that this was the second Foucault name-drop I’ve made without bothering to qualify what the prison/power relationships were that I thought were interesting. Why? Fuck you, that’s why.