Peter Griffin On Film Criticism

I was going to have something more substantive this weekend, but I caught a cold instead. And now I’m off to spend the rest of the day watching Béla Tarr’s 450 minute classic chronicle of life in a small Hungarian village after the collapse of Soviet collectivism, Sátántangó. It’s never been screened theatrically in Seattle, and probably never will be again. Hopefully it won’t be too insistent.