BLAND AND MANIACAL
A few weeks ago on the Miles Davis centennial me and Austin were talking about how there are some artists, like Davis, where having conversations about whether they’re over or under-rated simply doesn’t make any sense. IDK if I’d ever call myself a big David Hockney fan in particular, but growing up in LA (living in a house with a pool, no less), he’s always been part of the air, part of the light here. RIP! No clue how or why this movie exists but I’m thrilled it does, a bizarre, modest little portrait of a moment in life and art.
