30 Years Of X: sex, lies, and videotape

Squeezed between the baby-boomer dharma sell-outs and the millennial hordes of tattooed accountants, the throwaway lettuce in a generational bacon sandwich of aspiring corporate drones, sits Gen X, i.e. my generation, sulking mascots of McJobs, deifying burning time creatively doing nothing. Enter our isolation chamber, Steven Soderbergh‘s 1989 Palme d’Or winner, the tipping point. [read more]


Soderbergh's new twist on his road to revolutionising craft, if not necessarily art - a looming premise of gold-standard corporate totalitarianism. [read more] ★★★✩✩

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