The Rich Don’t Have to Explain Their Deviancy
O.K., that’s it. I may try to explain the aberrant art that I like to create (internal link) but I no longer feel compelled. Not after this. Not until the rich justify what they call art.
According to the US version of the Sun (external link), the winning film at Cannes last night was, well, you can read this for yourselves. I’ll jump back in at the end of these texts and photographs.
“Shock-fest Titane – a film about a woman having sex with cars – took home the top prize Palme d’Or at Cannes last night.”
“French director Julie Ducournau is only the second woman to take home the prize for the movie, one of the wildest, sexiest and most violent films ever shown at the Cannes film festival.”
“It tells the story of a young woman who has sex with cars, kills without a care, and pretends to be a boy despite being pregnant by a vintage Cadillac.”
“The news was revealed early at the closing ceremony in an embarrassing slip-up by jury president Spike Lee.”
Caption: Titane is considered one of the most controversial films of the year. Credit: Capital Pictures
Caption: Spike Lee announces French director Julie Ducournau wins the top prize for her film Titane Credit: Getty
I wrote recently (internal link) that Italian photographer Paolo Roversi was being celebrated by Sotheby’s despite having taken pictures of young and naked women that Jeffrey Epstein would have enjoyed. Even the model who posed for those photos came on camera to deify, or perhaps enable, this photographer.
It’s all about money. We all know that. And fame. And now race, gender, and what you identify yourself as. Look at Spike Lee. I doubt he and his red glasses are rich but he’s famous and black. Any charge against him and his predilections could only come from a racist. He’s untouchable. And obviously of eminent taste.
Sigh. I’d like to write further but feel their isn’t much more to be said. Maybe later.