Watched Anton Corbijn's "Control" over the last couple of late nights & was very impressed. Never caught the Joy Division flame during my 80s musical expansion, but found them early 90s/end of college through my buddy Christian. Imagine the scenes from the trailer below, but stretched out & laced with cold space & poetry to reach 2hrs of stark, still Northern England in the black+white 70s. Then add a brilliant performance by Sam Riley captured by Corbijn's intuitive filming and you've got one helluva compelling picture about music, tension and release. (see also: 1, 2, 3)
Somehow I ended up beneath pines /
sleeping in comfort on boulders /
there aren't any calendars in the mountains /
winter ends but who counts the years?
