OG Original Gangster (Ice-T, 1991)
I take back everything I've said about Ice-T being overrated. One of the most ambitious and fully realized albums I've heard from any genre. Everything on here is fantastic.
Choice cuts: Mind Over Matter, Straight up Nigga, Midnight
4, 5, 6 (Kool G Rap, 1995)
Dang, pretty bad. I can't believe he just recycled material for two songs in an 11-track album. He also somehow just has no presence, especially in the first half. Still some great rhyming of course.
Choice cuts: Blown' Up in the World, It's a Shame (Da Butcher's Mix), Money on My Brain
The Searchers (John Ford, 1956)
How does so much beauty exist in the world, let alone a film?
Free Radicals (Len Lye, 1958)
Bubbly and vivacious in the best possible way. I love how the doodles seemed so three dimensional at times. Would be way up there for me at about an hour long.
Arabesque for Kenneth Anger (Marie Menken, 1961)
Such a distinct field of avant garde and so distasteful to me. Redeems itself somewhat with an ecstatic finale.
Motion Painting I (Oskar Fischinger, 1947)
At first I was like pretty I guess? But it actually has a sense of progress that really appeals to me, especially since it never even purportedly leaves its one frame. Great flow and again a nice orgasmic ending.

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