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Instead of Jules and Jim’s giddy, free-flying use of cinema to amplify the exuberance of its young lovers, here Truffaut’s techniques soberly and masterfully emphasize a tactile, constricting sense of place and time against which the desires of this ill-fated threesome continually struggle, charging the film with a steadily accumulating sexual tension that is never fully satiated despite two lengthy sex scenes. Truffaut builds and expands on Jules and Jim’s vision of love as a dark descent into obsessive ownership killing off the sense of free discovery from which it sprung, while being equally deft, less ostentatious and more judicious in his stylistic approach (characterized by finely choreographed long tracking shots) to emphasize the dramatic core of each scene. (via Shooting Down Pictures: Les deux anglaises et le continent)
Two-toned shoes as harbingers of sociopathy: Farley Granger & Robert Walker in Strangers on a Train (1951, dir. Alfred Hitchcock)
“Art essentially has nothing to do with morality, convention or moralizing. I find the public passion for justice quite boring and artificial, for...
“If you want to keep a secret, you must also hide it from yourself.”
— George Orwell, 1984
“Why is it a surprise to find that people other than ourselves are able to tell lies?”
— Alice Munro, Something I’ve Been Meaning to Tell You
In his droll 1989 book Making Meaning, the American scholar David Bordwell makes fun of a standard procedure in discussing film. Let us take...
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Still via Vampyr (1932, dir. Carl Theodor Dreyer)