Tuesday, December 15, 2009

75 in the mood for love (wong, 2000)

One of the things for which I am most grateful, in my continuing education: to appreciate spaces in films. They are there, and most of us ignore. (Pick a movie review at random: it will talk about "what happened" only in terms that can be most easily placed within the frame of plot synopsis. We don't talk about what happened with the walls, or the light, or to us.) We ignore space and - that academic that-which-must-not-be-named, mise-en-scene - yet we are affected by it nonetheless. As if the movies are oceans, and we're ships, pretending to ignore the swells.

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