Joseph Cornell's Rose Hobart was, is and will always be a remarkable film. It was amazingly ahead of its time, and there's still little produced since that equals it. If you have focus and trust in it, Rose Hobert will take you on an increadible emotional journey through anger, anxiety, concern, lust, dissolusionment and even severe complasensy.
Of course, the images are now Cornell's. Nor is the somba music. His found object aesthetic is, however, unmistakably written in bold lettering all over Rose Hobart. His juxtapositions, editing and choice of music seem at first random, cluttered and even a little sloppy. Yet soon new and complex meanings and messages emerge from these "random" scenes. Like the expressive face of its namesake, Rose Hobart is at once humerious, sexy and chilling.
Of course, the images are now Cornell's. Nor is the somba music. His found object aesthetic is, however, unmistakably written in bold lettering all over Rose Hobart. His juxtapositions, editing and choice of music seem at first random, cluttered and even a little sloppy. Yet soon new and complex meanings and messages emerge from these "random" scenes. Like the expressive face of its namesake, Rose Hobart is at once humerious, sexy and chilling.