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Alison Gopnikβs childish thinking and much moreΝβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ Νβ
MY FAVOURITE THINGS | My Love Is Waiting
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βWe say children are bad at paying attention, but we really mean theyβre bad at not paying attention β they easily get distracted by anything interesting.ββ ALISON GOPNIK
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One of the unexpected benefits of Lisbon being overrun with tourists all year round is the ability to constantly see the city through new eyes. Following the impassioned eye-line of a given visitor and gazing across at a breathtaking piece of history. The reason we love being tourists is not just that we can sleep in or spoil ourselves silly with a cocktail or three at lunch. Itβs that we give ourselves permission to break our habitual cycles and appreciate the simple joys that weβre often too busy or distracted to savour in our βrealβ lives. While itβs a stretch to say that holidays make us better, they certainly bring out the best in us. Hereβs my Top Ten June playlist to kick off the summer xo
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A few weeks back, I was invited to share a section from Putting Yourself First, my self-help book on unlocking your inner child, for an educational platform called Uptime. In the process, I was reminded how much these principles have rescued me from despair time and again. After coming upon this archived episode of The Ezra Klein Show, I was stunned to discover that my homegrown remedies arenβt completely bonkers. Alison Gopnik, a professor of psychology and philosophy argues that we can learn so much from our old habits. Harnessing spontaneity and new information with delight in place of judgement. Of course itβs hard to be awe-inspired by the ordinary but Gopnik reminds that magic only happens when we remain open to world around us. You can read my five-minute hack for Uptime here.
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Iβve been waiting for a film to come along that confronts the hot-button issue of climate change with an alluring poignancy. Described by one anonymous fan as the lovechild of William Friedkinβs Sorcerer and Kelly Reichardtβs Night Moves, the film is adapted from Andreas Malmβs 2021 non-fiction book of the same name, and offers a Reservoir Dogs style narrative on how to wage war against climate inaction. While director Daniel Goldharber and his writing team go to commendable lengths to legitimize the action through flashbacks, I didnβt need a motive. Not when every new year brings a fresh tide of unprecedented storms and melting ice caps threaten to displace billions. This interview with the director and his leading lady finally got me to curate my very own Letterboxd account.
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The universal attraction to art, argues A.O. Scott, is founded on our God given right to mercilessly tear it to shreds. Yet, if weβre honest with ourselves, weβre intuitively drawn to art for a bigger reason. To stop time in its tracks and get lost in the moment. Our favourite TV shows and podcasts donβt just nourish the mind. They whip up feelings that reconnect us with our underlying humanity. Film criticism, like the kind Scott offered by way of the New York Times, doesnβt just offer fresh perspective but shades my inner life. Which is just how Alain De Bottomβs rounds out the afterword in Essays in Love, noting how art is there to βmake us feel less lonely, to make us understand our pain precisely when love has failed us.β βIt would be too much to say that every artist is a failed critic, unable to appreciate what already exists without adding to it, but it does not seem to me inaccurate to say that all art is successful criticism.β β A.O. Scott
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I have KCRWβs The Business to thank for turning me onto Allen Hughesβs new five-part series on the late Tupac Amaru Shakur and his tempestuous relationship with his mother. I first discovered the incredible story of Afeni Shakur in Adam Curtisβs landmark series The Century of the Self. Much like her son, Shakurβs brilliance and dogged determination led her to rub shoulders with the rich and famous. An opportunity that radicalized her passion into political activism. Itβs fascinating to discover how her son, named after an insurgent indigenous chieftain, got one over on the record labels, bringing hit singles to market that revived the discarded legacy of The Black Panthers. βHe was teaching us to understand each other and to communicate. To make more of an impact on the people coming behind us. He got that from the Black Panther party.β β Snoop Dogg
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The final season of this billionaire bonanza throws some deathly curveballs into the mix, unspooling juicy narratives of spoiled children swimming in the shoes of their father. Jesse Armstrong, the showβs creator, cut his teeth during my favourite period of English comedy, penning scripts for Armando Iannucciβs In The Loop and Chris Morrisβs Four Lions. I love how this premium series can be enjoyed on so many levels. You can snack on the dialogue-heavy episodes while folding the laundry or else bury your phone under the mattress to better immerse yourself in the diabolical wit of its richly drawn ensemble cast. Naomi Fryβs commentary on the finale says everything I canβt.
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After gorging on Alex Abromovichβs profile on Paul Schrader and his latest film, Master Gardener, widely rumoured to be his last directorial outing, I decided to go back to where it all started. Blue Collar, Schraderβs comedic romp of a directorial debut, enjoys a cult following for a good reason. Brilliantly built around Richard Pryorβs Zeke, a hard-working chump who just canβt catch a break, it reveals the dark side of life in the industrial age. While I like to think of myself as an American New-Wave junkie, it never dawned on me that the 76 year-old writer-director has been making the same movie since American Gigolo. For all his bravura, Iβll never forget this confessional moment when Richard Pryor brought him to tears.
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Thanks to this Letterboxd interview with director Daniel Goldharber, I hunted down a copy of Jean-Pierre Melvilleβs opus on a rainy Sunday in Marseille. As I absorbed this sobering Nazi occupation drama, it dawned on me that this was the first film that truly bottles the French tricolor ethos of libertΓ©, Γ©galitΓ© and fraternitΓ©. The film, a vΓ©ritΓ© examination of the French resistance, revolves around a triumvirate of personalities. Lino Ventura is our gateway into this hardboiled world, whose emotional intelligence draws you in from the jump. Jean-Pierre Cassel and Simone Signoret pull up the rear, fully fleshed out personalities made more real for the fact that theyβre based on the real heroes.
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Ever since I laid eyes on Seinfeld as a teenager, Julia Louis-Dreyfus has held a sacred space in my heart, her humility and humour giving her a pass for life. Which makes her brand new podcast series that much easier to savour and share. It was the 2018 documentary, Jane Fonda in Five Acts, that first rocked the boat and had me baffled as to how one person - let alone one woman - enjoyed such continual evolution in a single lifetime. Hearing Jane Fonda speak to the joys and pitfalls of aging was strangely exhilarating, especially when the conversation landed on sex and self-pleasure. Love her or hate her, the 85 year-old actor and activist knows her to shed dead skin.
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A sudden urge compelled me to seek out Abdellatif Kechicheβs controversial coming of age film once again. I remember being swept up in the critical backlash around its 2013 release and losing myself in the torrid love story. While I can certainly see how the film can rub the wrong way, Kechicheβs portrayal of a young womanβs sexual discovery left me soaring yet again. I personally loved his fly-on-the-wall approach, picking up elements that indirectly colours AdΓ¨le Exarchopoulosβs interior landscape. Exarchopoulos radiates opposite LΓ©a Seydoux, whose art-school chic character inspired me to revisit Jean-Paul Sartre 1946 lecture Existentialism Is A Humanism.
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Thereβs nothing quite like a good dose of existential dread to get the mind churning. Which is how I found myself lost in Adam Curtisβs Hypernormalisation on a particularly sullen Paris afternoon. The three-hour doco proved the perfect entree for Trauma Zone, his seven-part series on living through the collapse of the Soviet Empire. Watching this docuseries, a compilation of A-grade BBC footage, feels like a waking nightmare that inspires occasional bouts of delirious laughter. Marina Hydeβs Guardian write-up gets the story straight and strangely inspired me to rewatch Andrei Tarkovskyβs Stalker. You can watch part two here. βWhat Iβm doing is taking these fragments and Iβm trying to create a world for you to get lost in, a sense of what it was like to live through that world.β β Adam Curtis
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Reading the obituary for this larger than life icon shook loose memories of taking home first prize at the school line dance. Shaking my little tush to Tina Turnerβs Nutbush City Limits (catnip for Australians). Little did ten-year old me realize he was boot-scooting to a song set in Turnerβs backyard. Wesley Morrisβs love letter of a farewell sets the record straight on just how a 5β4 middle-aged divorced woman from the backwaters of Tennessee, decked out in leather and a shimmering Shih-Tzu wig, turned audiences into dancing putty. If youβre looking for a feel-good watch than look no further than the recent HBO documentary Tina. Inspiration in motion. βI got to thinking that maybe I was such a mixture of things that it was beyond black-or-white, beyond just cultures β that I was universal!β β Tina Turner
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Roy Chukwuemeka Nnawuchi, better known by his public psuedonym Dean Blunt is a prodigious motherfucker. An artist with fingers in all the pies. A music producer (Hype Williams, Babyfather) and head honcho of World Music. bar italia, a three-piece band from the English isles, was one such passion project on the independent label before being signed to Matador Records earlier this year. I found myself transported back in time listening to this album, traces of shoegaze β Slowdive, Ride, Jesus and Mary Chain β pulsing throughout. Nina Cristante, better known as NINA, fronts the group with sultry vocals that Iβm excited to witness in the flesh at ZΓ© dos Bois tonight.
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