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eceip tra teerts
Stage a performance art piece in which players act out everyday activities -- walking to work, driving, talking -- as if in a film running backwards. | |
You turn a corner at the edge of the pedestrian
district of a small and unfamiliar city,
and find yourself on a busy streetcorner. Your eyes
doubledart, and a
fleeting bzzzt of disorientation riles
your brain. You stand still and look
about, gawking, as mild disbelief
ensues.
Time
is
running backwards. Headlights
smoothly recede from you, turning with little
warning onto side streets;
taillights approach, extinguishing as
they accelerate; bustling
walkers squeeze by on all sides in
reverse, deft and oblivious, laughing
and chatting in bizarrely paced vocal
zips. A series of chimes sounds --
each a jarring crescendo -- and then
an overhead clock hand slides from 5
to 4. A busker sings to an unfamiliar
tune -- something about cranberry
sauce? -- as coins
occasionally appear to leap from his
open case into the hands of
passersby. A stick-wielding uniformed woman haphazardly
stabs pieces of paper and plastic into gutters and patches of
grass.
A few minutes of this, and suddenly a
voice you can understand, clear
above the hubbub: 'All right, people,
that's a wrap. Nice job everyone'.
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Baked, sort of. My son and his friend, emulating some music video or other, spent the tail end of summer videoing eachother walking backwards through the crowded streets of New York, so they could then play the film backwards. |
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streetvendors are surprised when they have to pay for regurgitated food. |
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[Dr C] surely you're not old enough to have children? |
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Yeah, [po], I was also gonna have dogwalkers carefully
placing steam-absorbing dog turds in the grass with plastic
bags,
but that would also entail a dog then squatting over each
turd and sucking it up its ass, which would be quite a
trick to teach a poor pooch also required to trot
backwards away
from rolling balls, defuzz furniture with its flanks, bounce
sticks high in the air with its mouth, suck up grassy puke,
resuscitate pheasants, and angrily protest the departure
of
letter carriers. |
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reminds me of an episode of Red Dwarf. very funny.. |
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Very creative! Congratulations! |
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hazel: I dunno - how old do you have to be? |
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