See previous post on Deleuze and the crystal image as it applies to this film. The ashes in the first shot of the film shifts to sweat via dissolve. The…
Wrote this a few months back for a seminar presentation. Using it now for studying purposes, posting it here for reference. If anyone who reads this could offer any support,…
It’s quite enigmatic, quite the quintessential art film, and yet once a window–or better yet, a lens–clarifies what it’s doing, it becomes more-or-less accessible. Also, a second viewing doesn’t hurt.…
With a retrospectively simple story, Alain Resnais’ Hiroshima Mon Amour complexly integrates documentary and documentary-like footage with more standard narrative-fiction chunks. Helpd a great deal by themes of Freudian repression,…
