(I think that's a still from the film.) Another in-camera-edited place film. For a movie about a big ass house with no people in it isn't quite as memorable as one might expect, though that may be due more to the fact that I'm writing this way in retrospect or to it being sandwiched between a bunch of more major Markopouli than to any inherent shortcomings. Has some nice music as I recall.
One of his rarest films and the only one of this group of screenings that has much of a narrative thrust. Unfortunately for all his iconoclasm Markopoulos' narrative films suffer from the same brand of stiffness or something endemic to many experimental narrative films. This doesn't have the highs of The Illiac Passion or Twice a Man or his earlier myth/literature-based stuff but it's consistently solid.
Speaking of shit endemic to experimental films, this is (actually just a selection from) Markopoulos' take on the look at these shots of my homies subgenre. Pretty mediocre as to be expected; the only one who pulls this off is Warhol cuz his homies are so tight to look at.
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