I'm Just a Soul

— On repeated play this week, Lana Del Rey’s version of Don’t Let me Be Misunderstood. (Compare to Nina Simone, 1964). Not sure why this song is hitting me so hard, but I'm a LDR fan so maybe that’s enough of a reason. We’re all just souls whose intentions are good. We’re trying our best at a weird and difficult time. — We watched Peter Hujar’s Day last night. I loved the bloody whole slow thing of it. The life of the artist, the day in the life, the project behind it that never really took off, the lost recordings, the chance transcripts, the way Ira Sachs turned transcripts into a beautifully cinematic work of art. The details and decor of the apartment killed me. The light. The complex simplicity. The many words. — From Rachel Pronger’s review on Frieze: “Where other artist biopics lead with passion and inspiration, Sachs’s offers anxiety, fatigue and ordinariness. Hujar worries that ‘nothing much happens’ in his days; his late night overworking a symptom of the fear of squandered…