Category Archives: love

… by James Vickery

Laura Aish’s film of the night – featuring music by Goldcrest and images from In Case I Never Meet You Again In Case I Never Meet You Again – Natalija Vujošević Stealing Beauty – Guy Ben Ner

The first ten years are the hardest… A friend was talking about relationships and she said she’d heard that the first ten years are the hardest. Ten years?  That’s a lot of bickering, adventure, conflict, boredom, sex, money stuff, dreams, … Continue reading →

A twenty-something couple on a beach in autumn.  They run crazily, jump legs-outstretched, fall into each others arms. The hand held camera swerves and shakes. Its getting towards dusk and they’re half in silhouette. Its drizzling rain, the woman’s hair … Continue reading →

The Bioskop’s love programme was inspired originally by reading Alain Badiou’s In Praise of Love … here’s part of a talk by  Slovenian philospher Slavoj Zizek where he references the book… “I sincerely think that in contrast to [the sixties … Continue reading →

A long time ago… before Lady Gaga, Jay Z, dodgy documentaries and galas etcetera – Marina Abramovic made art. Rest Energy from 1981 with Ulay more or less sums up the theme of the Caverns of Love film programme. We … Continue reading →

So… What happened after they lived happily ever after? Forget first love, forget head over heels, forget the fluffy stuff, lets look at the glistening grit that lies at the centre of real relationships…  Come with the Bioskop deep into … Continue reading →

I was round my sister’s flat and I heard a song by Kath Bloom that I haven’t heard for ages – there’s a line in it that always made me laugh out loud. The singer spends the song talking about … Continue reading →

1974 – 28 year old Martin Scorsese interviews his mum Catherine, and dad Charles.

At this moment the pseudo-Veronique returned from the bar with her friends; she was deep in conversation with a young black guy, or rather half black. He was slightly older than her; I reckoned he could be about twenty…. After … Continue reading →