So I caught Michel Gondry's video for "Heard 'Em Say" -- the gorgeous Kanye West album-opener on Late Registration. It reminded me why I absolutely love this guy -- at times I went "how the fuck does he do that?" (specifically when he does time-lapse photography in one sequence, and Kanye's still in sync on the words of the song despite it being in time-lapse. HOW THE FUCK DO YOU DO THAT?). The friggin' thing is magical, from the beginning (with the kids and Kanye popping open the "windows" of a cardboard box house in a steady beat) to the end (where everything that was moved the night before puts itself back into place). Gondry's a fucking genius, and he proves it way too often for it to be safe for humanity to exist with him around. I suggest we destroy ourselves before he proves himself infallible and we become the pawns of a Michel God who'll have us be instruments in the world's biggest pop song.
I mean... the dancing coats. The return of drivable beds ("Pecan Pie"!), the floating toy pianos... it's so fucking heart-warming, I thought my retinas were blushing.
I love that man.
I mean... the dancing coats. The return of drivable beds ("Pecan Pie"!), the floating toy pianos... it's so fucking heart-warming, I thought my retinas were blushing.
I love that man.
in a word: i am excitied...and i dont know why.