I want to see how you see

I think the film that most resonated with me from monday's screening was Pipilotti Rist's "I want to see how you see," not because I particularly liked it, but because it was the most engaging. I have to admit that this film made me more uncomfortable than any other film we've seen this semester, aside from "Flaming Creatures." The bright, vivid technicolors and obnoxious soundtrack reminded me of an eighties music video, and I think they were intended to inspire some sort of pleasant feeling. Instead, I was offput. The film was creepy in a little-kid-in-horror-movie kind of a way. Everything was so bright and happy, but it was done in a way that made me want to look away. The scene in which a hand groped and shaped a nipple was particularly grotesque. I've seen nipples before, yes, and I've even seen them upclose on screen, but I don't think I've seen that sort of violence towards them before. And the child explaining about the wonder of the nipple behind it just added to the strange and horrific feel of the scene. As for the title, I have no idea what that means in context of my reaction to the film. I remember there was a second title that was called something like a portrait of a woman's name, which makes sense in that the film could be a visual representation of how she sees, or how Rist sees her. I don't know though, I've probably got the wrong impression. Oh, and what was with the baby wearing a wig?