Painting Nails | 27.04.17
  • Dan: Okay, let's do this. Phil?
  • Phil: Yeah?
  • Dan: Why won't you paint your nails?
  • Phil: Why won't I paint my nails?
  • Dan: Yeah.
  • Phil: I just don't think I'd suit it. But the main reason is I don't like having things on me. Like if I've got face paint-
  • Dan: You don't like accessories.
  • Phil: No.
  • Dan: You'd never get a tattoo.
  • Phil: No - I've already talked about this - shout out to everyone who has a tattoo. Me personally just having that on my hand is like I have a felt pen on my hand...
  • Dan: I hate it. It made me go crazy. I was just nippling it off in the night.
  • Phil: I can't remember what it was but I did have some on for some reason. I think someone at university like painted my nails just for fun. And I just wanted to rip off my own hands after about twenty minutes, so that is why I don't paint my nails.
  • Dan: Hmm.
  • Phil: 'Cause I want to rip my f-hands off.
  • Dan: I was just doing it for the aesthetic. I was like here I am, I'm going outside, I'm being active on Instagram, I'm going to make an effort to curate some... you know... concept.
  • Phil: Yeah. Concept.
  • Dan: And one day I thought: Grey long sweater, Gatorland bedazzled hat, glittery nails - it just works.

The capstone to Polish filmmaker Krzysztof Kieślowski’s brilliant career, the Three Colors trilogy explores the principles of the French Revolution—liberty, equality, and fraternity—through a series of intricately layered human dramas, culminating in 1994’s Oscar-nominated Red. This gorgeously photographed meditation on chance, destiny, and the challenges of interpersonal communication follows a Swiss fashion model (Irène Jacob) and the subtle connections that form between her life and those of an emotionally alienated retired judge (Jean-Louis Trintignant) and a young law student in her neighborhood (Jean-Pierre Lorit). In the below excerpt from the latest installment of Observations on Film Art, a Criterion Channel program that focuses on the formal elements of cinema and how they are deployed by some of the world’s greatest auteurs, professor Jeff Smith examines the ways in which Kieślowski uses camera movement to suggest the fated entanglement of the film’s characters.

Camera Movement in Krzysztof Kieślowski’s Three Colors: Red


I had a sudden inspiration from some… interesting names for nail polish. It’s a short one, but I hope everyone will enjoy!

There’s a girl who can solve your problems.

Whatever you do, don’t ask for her help.

I call her Nails

You’ll find her in the quad. She’s always there, if you look hard enough. If you can’t find her, you aren’t ready.

When you find her, you’ll know her by the darkness of her hair, the hunger in her eyes, and the painting. Always, she’s painting her nails. If you sit across from her, she won’t say a word, but those hungry eyes will find you. She’ll smile an ever-so-slightly too-wide smile before looking back at her nails.

“What color do you want?” she’ll ask.

If you’re smart, you won’t say a thing. You’ll realize what a terrible idea this was and walk away.

You tell her your story. Whether it be the test that you can’t afford to fail, or the nights of sleep you just can’t lose anymore. I told her about the girl who broke my heart and hasn’t slept any worse for it. I told her about how every day I wanted to wring her neck and tear her heart out and show it to her. And she smiled.

She’ll close the cap, nails perfectly coated, and she’ll slide the bottle over to you. It’s different for everyone. My color was…

“Revenge. It will give you what you seek.”

This is your last chance. If you don’t take the bottle, you’ll be happier. You’ll be better for it.

“What do I have to do?” I asked.

“When you want your desired effect, open the bottle and paint each of your nails with a single stroke.”

She won’t tell you the price. If it’s just a test, you’ll have it easy. John went to her for a test. He only speaks in chemistry formulas now. It’s all he remembers. Mabel ask for sleep. She got transferred to the hospital. She still hasn’t woken up from her coma.

I don’t know if I have it worse… but the dreams are so vivid. My hands around her neck. Her heart in my hand, Nails’ smile on my face. I have them every single night, sometimes even when I lie awake.

I can’t remember if it’s a dream or a memory anymore.