Rear Window Ethics

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James Stewart as L.B. Jefferies in Rear Window (1954).

Is it okay to spy on your neighbors? The short answer is, of course, no. It’s an affront to their privacy, and it automatically stamps a label on your forehead that reads ‘creep’. But what if you fear your neighbor murdered his wife? It is justifiable then to take a pair of binoculars or an Exakta VX to better stare, for hours on end, into his apartment while being obscured by shadows?

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I ate The Lobster

 

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Colin Farrell and Rachel Weisz for The Lobster’s poster.

In the short extent of three days I had lobster for dinner thrice, though not in the literal sense. I wouldn’t err in saying I’ve never eaten lobster in my life, which is an outrageous shame, but let’s not dwell on crustaceans longer than necessary, this is not a culinary blog. Instead I’ll focus on another, more substantial and bizarre, flavor that has been food for thought for some days now. Yes, I am talking about the acclaimed film by greek director Yorgos Lanthimos.

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Under the Corsican Stars

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Ben Whishaw as Robert Frobisher in Cloud Atlas (2012).

Have you ever been inexplicably moved by a phrase that doesn’t really have that much meaning on its own? A set of words that, without their context, lacks any significance? If so, you are not alone. I too have been affected this way. The culprit lies in the very title of this post. Ah, yes. Those Corsican stars.

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