When Gus Van Sant released My Own Private Idaho in 1991, he gave American cinema one of its strangest and most poetic visions of alienation. The film is at once a road movie, a queer love story, and a fractured meditation on identity. Its images — a lone figure collapsing on an endless highway, streetContinue reading “My Own Private Idaho: Drifting Through the American Dream”
My World of Interiors 