Last image from tonight (short film in the morning): this brother out here with his Singer sewing machine, gifting people a custom embroidery on their jerseys and hats with the name and the date, was more artistic than anything at Burning Man and ad gorgeous as a Caravaggio.
Magic!
Goodnight.
I’ve been going to Wolf Trap since I was 4 years old for Raffi and getting to be in a huge crowd of queer/trans people in a summer storm with fireflies in my hometown during Pride for Orville Peck was a singular experience
Living in the DMV as a trans person during this era can be an extremely dystopian experience so it felt good to vibe-and-auramog the UFC bullshit into the stratosphere w other DC queers
ALSO his encore was when the New Moon in Gemini perfected…could not think of a better way to usher in Venus in Leo than Orville for Pride 🥲💗
Caveat/Oddity were two films that felt directorially strong but weak on narrative—still enjoyed them for aesthetic/ambience/dread, but Hokum was such a narrative level up IMO and every time I read/listen to an interview w McCarthy I’m nodding vigorously at his storytelling sensibilities
