Picnic at Hanging Rock, my favourite film to watch on Valentine’s Day. It’s not a romantic movie, although it’s full of romantic, sumptuous imagery in the first part of it; its connection to Valentine’s Day is that the main action begins on February 14, 1900. I spent my day resting after having a brief surgery yesterday (I’m fine, and lucky besides), sitting with the imagery and the cinematography (not to mention the gorgeous typography in the opening titles) while reclining on the sofa. I wanted to share some screenshots here, although I’m afraid I got a little carried away. Check out the trippy double exposure sequence! One can definitely see the influence it has had in fashion, art, photography, and in publications such as Lula (I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned it here approximately one hundred times myself). I’m not supposed to sign any important papers for a few days because of the anesthetic, so I’ll extend that to sparing you from any half-baked deep thoughts I might have about Picnic at Hanging Rock.
Also, very importantly, this film features my personal favourite cake in all of cinema (my second favourite is the ballerina cake in Black Swan).
Happy Valentine’s Day to all, especially to the birds who, according to medieval tradition, would chose their mates on this day. Hearts and hugs to all of you. xoxoxo