Friday, March 7, 2014

The Water Doesn't Move, by Ian McMillan



I love this film-poem, a rendering that weaves film making and soundtrack into the most sacred for forms for words.  I love the irony in the title, as it's a clever way of looking at things.  It takes an American like me time to get used to Ian McMillan's accent, but it's good for my ears to extend their range and deepen their grasp. 

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