Kire Tosevski
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Kire Tosevski has been many things in his life. An actor. A New Yorker. An Angelino. He’s written and directed films and plays. He’s acted on stages and on sets. But he’s always had a name that at least sounded like he could be writer.
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Phoenix
"I wouldn't do that if I were you.", said Phoenix. The young technician stopped dead in his tracks, his semi-outstretched arm frozen like a statue. Did he really just hear that? No. Surely, it was a trick of the brain. Dogs do not speak, let alone speak English. This was some kind of endoplasmic event that had been inadvertently brought on by a nasty hangover from the night before. He was dehydrated. This was the aural equivalent of a mirage. Combined with the fact that all day, everyday, he was dealing with dogs and cats and the like. An imagining such as this was bound to happen.
By Kire Tosevski3 years ago in Fiction
Improbable Paradise
Dawn lay on her back beneath the midday sun. Although her eyes were closed and dark sunglasses adorned her face, the sun’s glow seemed to penetrate her skin. Her eyelids were no match against its’ dark spectre, circumscribed by a subtle dancing bloom that haunted her like a ghost.
By Kire Tosevski3 years ago in Fiction
One Take Wonder
So you’re a fan of the so-called one take wonder? Films that present their stories in one continuous shot spanning the entire length of its running time. In 2014 you watched Birdman, the Oscar winning film by Mexican director Alejandro González Iñárritu. It starred Michael Keaton, the actor who once played Batman and who now seemed to be making a comeback. As Birdman. You loved it of course. Keaton was always great and now he was in the hands of Iñárritu. You were blown away. You spoke to a friend about it. This friend of yours is a USC grad and self-described cinephile. Total arsehole. He makes mention of another single-take film called Russian Ark. Directed by some Russian filmmaker (obviously), he couldn’t remember the guys name exactly. So you Googled it. Turns out the director’s name is Aleksandr Sokurov and he was born in small Siberian village in 1951. When Russian Ark was released in 2002 it was considered a historical achievement. An hour and thirty-nine minutes of one continuous shot telling the story of a 19th century French aristocrat as he makes his way through the various rooms of the Russian State Hermitage Museum. It’s certainly stunning to look at with its gorgeous production design, costuming and crowded, carefully choreographed set pieces. But much of the historical context and encounters with historical figures are lost on you because you’re an American without a major in Russian history. The film is beautiful to be sure, but, really, it’s somewhat inaccessible to you. Birdman, however, was about actors and the New York theatre. About a has-been movie star looking to prove his artistic worth and be a better father maybe. It featured a bunch of actual movie stars you easily recognise and it reminded you of your own time working in the theatre with dreams of being on a Broadway stage. You laughed at Riggan’s failures to overcome the trappings of his ego and the humiliations he inadvertently suffered when it seemed like he was finally winning again. The spectre of his identity as a superhero franchise star haunted him. The Bird Man mocked him in the dressing room mirror. Here was a redemption story and everyone loves a good redemption story.
By Kire Tosevski5 years ago in Geeks
Miserable Elephant
"Are you married?", Ernest Hemingway asked the bartender as he poured him another double bourbon. The famous middle-aged novelist had been sitting there alone opposite this fresh-faced twenty-something for about ten minutes, and the two men, both at very different stages in their lives, were sharing the quiet ambience and soft amber lighting of the lobby bar inside the Sherry-Netherland hotel.
By Kire Tosevski5 years ago in Humans
