Salla Tykkä's Lasso
The power of this is diminished on a small screen and without the gallery setting... but I want to know if you like/dislike/are netural to it, how you would interpret it, etc.
Salla Tykkä's Lasso
The power of this is diminished on a small screen and without the gallery setting... but I want to know if you like/dislike/are netural to it, how you would interpret it, etc.
What decade was it made?
I do not fully understand it.
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it is interesting, it looks more like cinema than art house.
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Only thing I can detect is that the girl wants access to that guy's life. Perhaps she feels like an outsider, or that he is ignoring her while she adores him but is also saddened by feelings that they'll never be together?
I was wondering what the significance of the lasso is. It symbolizes something. :/
Love is like an energy, rushing in, rushing inside of me...
The constipated expression on the blonde guy's face represents stressful integration into america.
I researched a bit. The lasso is a reference to western movies, as well as the music. The artist herself said so.
But art often has multiple layers of meaning.
My opinion is the lasso is something captivating and could emphasize the force that draws her to him.
The duality of mankind would rather be represented through the divide between house and garden, the windows, and especially the window blinds.
Love is like an energy, rushing in, rushing inside of me...
I hope i wasn't taken seriously. But yes, i bet she didn't even realize her own unconscious uses of symbolism.
I've just read an interview with Salla Tykkä. It's important to know that this film is part of a trilogy and the other two movies make references to thriller and horror genres. This one references to western.
It seems that she repeats certain motives in her movies: windows and reflection. Windows serve as a division of two things, but also as a projection layer for something else, for a part of the psyche, a hidden one, which has to be found.
And she likes to play with ironic moments. The lasso performance reaches a point where it starts to get absurd.
Love is like an energy, rushing in, rushing inside of me...
Her reaction was perplexing until I read the commentary that it must have taken him many lasso practices to be able to do what he's doing, so she's observing her friend in the flow and that moment is so significant and important for her that she steps back and leaves to not interrupt him. It looked like she was eager to see him, perhaps had something she wanted to share, but she holds it to herself. This scene also reminded me of this song "Holy Other - How to dress well" for some reasons I can't explain.
Confused? The soundtrack coupled with the slowing down of the video would go well with something transcendent, majestic, and beautiful, yet there's just a pale, skinny guy with a 90s haircut in a pair of dad jeans literally jumping through his own self-created hoops, uselessly expending a lot of energy in the process. When he slams the lasso down on the ground and remains still afterwards, I have no idea what he caught, but he makes no attempt to reel it in. The girl backs away, leaving her breath on the glass she was looking through, and then the camera pans downwards and away, showing worn, grey brick walls, then cement, then that kind of yellow-ish wild grass stuff that grows in stalks when a yard is left untended, and then a pile of snow, slightly melted around where the stalks poke through, and then the whole thing fades to a grey-ish, color warmth neutral off-white. Prior to all that, the girl in the blue tracksuit jogs towards the house where this all takes place, slows her pace, gives one tug at the door that has a white bar of something on the handle; she gives up after one buzz and one tug, and she neither knocks on the door, nor knocks on the window, nor screams out for the guy. The energy I spent analyzing this and responding to this was less than the guy used to accomplish what he set out to do and more than the girl used to accomplish what she set out to do, and all three of us have effectively caught nothing.
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I took me some time to convince my self that my interpretation is right, but I guess that delivery that asks a lot to be assumed/projected/envisioned and then trusted has it's allure for me.
The interpretation being that she found him beautiful doing his thing but couldn't integrate herself in to it and so left.