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Lädt ... Flickers: An Illustrated Celebration of 100 Years of Cinemavon Gilbert Adair
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The author presents a single image from each of 100 years of cinema, together with a short essay on both the still itself and what that image represents in terms of film history. His aim has been to encompass the many facets of film without reducing the book to an academic inventory of highlights. Keine Bibliotheksbeschreibungen gefunden. |
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Google Books — Lädt ... GenresMelvil Decimal System (DDC)791.4309The arts Recreational and performing arts Public performances Film, Radio, and Television Film History, geographic treatment, biographyKlassifikation der Library of Congress [LCC] (USA)BewertungDurchschnitt:
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“There is, though, a most curious paradox in the film noir. I yield to no one, as they say, in my love for the genre and I recognize the pertinence of much that has been written about its inherent pessimism. Yet I must confess to never having found that pessimism very convincing. No one in the forties ever went to a film noir with a sense that he was about to submit to a harrowing but salutary dose of existential nihilism (a nihilism that isn’t just a matter of critical interpretation but is quite perceptible in both narrative detail and visual texture), just as no one ever need recoil from watching one on television now. Films noirs are great fun, for God’s sake, great fun primarily because they never really do persuade one that the despair that they portray is ultimately a truth of the human condition—in the way that, at least while one is experiencing it, a film by Bergman does, or a novel by Kafka, or an opera by Berg. For most of us, I suspect, their fabled negativity is precisely that: a negative (in the photographic sense of the word) of the fundamental American positivity and optimism. The people who made them (and who were usually, as I’ve said, European exiles) loved America, just as did the people who watched them. Secretly, I believe, they were not even meant to convince.”
Since first reading Flickers, I have always turned to it after checking off another of its films that I hadn’t seen before. (And strangely enough, the one film I thought I would never see, Bardelys the Magnificent, which Adair uses as an example of the many lost silent films, was found, and I watched it on TCM.) Flickers reminds me of the old slogan for Jay’s potato chips, “You can’t eat just one.” You cannot just read one line or page. It must be devoured. ( )