Lena Dunham: Creative NonFiction

Lena Dunham is my new favourite.
Yes, I know, again a bit late coming to the table… Girls and stuff, I’ll get there, the internet is just a tad slow chez chateau Triolet and my laptop has no memory.

Creative NonFiction is a one-hour long film Dunham made whilst in College. It is great, and it kind of isn’t. It almost does sit somewhere towards the more non-fiction end on the scale of truth.

More then anything (more then the fact that I seem to have found a kindred spirit, someone I can identify with 100% in Dunham) I like this film because I am beginning to realise the importance of just doing things, maybe they don’t have a big budget, flashy cameras, or a great editing suite, but the fact is she made a film – and it’s really not that bad at all.

Maybe the shots could use work, maybe the acting isn’t great, but it’s 50 or so minutes of actual produced work that makes sense, and is entertaining.

It is especially interesting to note the creative process Dunham used when creating the work. As outlined in the conversation, she had the scenes on sticky notes and would just go through it slowly – it’s a really interesting approach… something to keep in mind.

Les Parapluies de Demy

As part of the French Contemporary Cinema class – which, thanks to the strikes will now be re-dubbed 60’s french cinema, because we never got any further then that – we dipped our toes into Demy today.

Les Parapluies de Cherbourg. I don’t know, it just get’s me every time. I’m not one for the love stories, but Legrand’s fabulous score, the ironic cinema references famous from nouvelle vague cineastes and Demy’s extraordinary use of colour are all pretty much enough to make my eyes well up.

So I sit here, on my Thursday night, huddled under the blankets with a heater that is not living up to it’s name, revisiting the film, a true work of art.

As the American’s might say…. Happy Thanksgiving?

The Web 2.0 Mentality: I Share… therefore I Am

It is often said that new technology aligns with shifts in behaviour, or, that we create new technologies to suit shifting behaviours – the two are aligned, but one does not necessarily cause the other. We adapt to new technologies, then we adapt them to our own lifestyles.

However with The Innovation of Loneliness, Shimi Cohen suggests that digital media is replacing positive face-to-face conversation with a more isolated way of communicating.
But where does this leave the traveller, or the exchange student, myself, who has to rely solely on exchange with others back home over social media? For me, it is useful, simply because it is not in real time. Replies don’t need to be instant and conversations can continue over a number of days.

It’s true; things can be misread, subtleties lost, and meaning construed, but the new medium paves the way for a new kind of conversation, and a new kind of interaction.


With the phrase “I Share, therefore I Am”,  Cohen makes an interesting point about the way in which we justify our existence, and our online presence. It is through what we choose to share that we establish our identity. Everyone knows it, it is unescapable; your online presence matters. It’s the easiest way for someone to get an idea of who you are – employers, friends, potential partners. So it does matter, that’s for sure. My American friends, wanting to be teachers, cannot even have photos of themselves with alcohol on Facebook. So they share very little. But then others choose to share more then is necessary, more then anyone really ever wants to know. Check out this article on the fem-douches of Instagram.

So where does the happy medium lie? Well that’s up to the individual I guess… How much do they feel the need to show other people that they are alive, and that the life they live is filled with social activities, overseas travels, and cute babies?

The new way to quit…and what happens after

The web2.0 world – where responses sometimes gets just as much attention, or sometimes more then the original  video/article/post themselves!

So, the long and short of it, a woman working for a media company makes a rather entertaining video about her long working hours and her dislike towards her job in order to quit.
It’s gone viral, everyone loves it….power-to-the-people kind of stuff…
…and very good PR…

A facebook friend of mine posted the link,

Show Gen Y viral videos, they’ll spend company time watching them. Teach Gen Y to make viral videos, they’ll publicly shame you on YouTube.#modernwisdom

Parodies have popped up everywhere –


But then, what I find even more amusing is the response from her colleagues and boss:

Lightning Storm

I was fortunate enough to spend the weekend with an extraordinary Australian woman who works in Montpellier. She is an absolute delight, even more so, she took pleasure in hosting me, cooking delicious food for me and engaging in conversation with this somewhat-lost-and-midly-frazzled-twenty-year-old.

Thank-you Karen!

On Saturday night, we drove out to the little village of St Juste to see a play put on by an amateur theatre group. Les Belles-Soeurs, is about a dinner hosted by a couple for his brothers and their wives. The sisters-in-law not wanting to be there, things quickly unravel… and relationships become strained.

On the drive back, there was lightning, but not like I’ve ever experienced before. There was no thunder, no rain, no noise. Just these great sheets of lightning.
So I filmed it.
The appearance and disappearance of light. My obsession.