MFT: That time when Kyle Kallgren was impersonated by some conceptually inclined troll

Kyle Kallgren's Brows Held High is one of the most celebrated video essay series about cinema. The man knows how to uncover lots of deep stuff in various films. His videos are always insightful and full of inspired editorial choices. You can just watch the visual with no sounds and it still will retain some of the punch. 

However, this story is about that time when i've stumbled upon the other channel attributed to Kyle Kallgren.

It was three years ago. I was surfing on YouTube, looking for some sweet videos to watch. And then - i've found another channel of Kyle Kallgren. It wasn't what I was expecting. It was full of weird abstract stuff. Not as uncanny as Webdriver Torso - just swathes of static color and nothing else.

I was a big fan of his works and it was really strange to find a another channel full of nonsensical monotonous videos. And i wrote a post about it on Zouch. And then i received a comment from the real Kyle Kallgren - and it turned out that the channel  was not his in the slightest - it was some "troll-impostor" as he called him.

This was a fascinating turn of events. You may wonder why anyone would take another persons name to get attention. This also may be the answer. But don't think too hard about it. Even I don't care. There's more than this.

The channel in question contained something that in certain circumstances may be considered a conceptual art of sorts. In a Martin Creed way.

It is very vile and mean-spirited kind of art. The one that can be best described by the phrase "take that". It's a collection of videos - most of them posted years ago - all of them are 15 minutes and one second long and they all have no sound and just one fixed image. In case of this post - colours. And it's wonderfully mesmerizing in its dumb simplicity.

So why it matter? Because it literally discharges the pus.

Yep. And because of that - it is good. It produces this legendary "void of blank-nil-null-any-none". 

And honestly - after some disappointing bullshit and cowbell like The Tribe (the movie that was so lame and empty i thought all the substance was evacuated from its own atrocity) - looking at this is a relief.
Sure, it's more of anger management but at least these videos retain some sense of casualty. Y'know - happens. Phosphenes do their job better than one might expect. Raise a weathered thumb. The blurred mesh and murmur will drift in the gregarious smoke.

The channel has been deleted long since and you can't really experience its glorious pointlessness. But you can read my description and sleep with it. And you can also watch Jarman's Blue again...