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Showing posts with label The Heidegger of Cinema. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Heidegger of Cinema. Show all posts

Sunday, December 5, 2010

THE CAMERA STYLO AND THE TIME-IMAGE

"I think he was determined to make his peace with me. I got the impression that there is something precarious about his relationship with the outside world. With me, I believe, Godard felt something he rarely encounters, a meeting on equal terms. We are not in competition, we are working on different planets. He finds that relaxing, and interesting...
At the end I asked him: 'Don't you want to make another film?' He answered: 'Yes, yes, I do. And I want to make it with these.'
He pulled out two gadgets from of his pockets. The first was a ball point pen. He held it up and said: 'Look, this is what spies have today, it has a camera in the head' The second was an alarm clock. It also had a built-in camera."
Ah, the pathos of old spies. Godard knows he's leaving the American Sector.

Thursday, July 29, 2010

GODARD FROM THE MINARETS

News of the all-too-very-clever Swiss ban of the minarets made me instantly think of that Helvetian fraud, J-L Godard, and not just because he was the first infidel hipster to wear the keffiyeh. It’s possible that that quicksilvery quality that lies behind the famous shit-eating grin is somehow a national trait. Passive Aggression as the key to the Swiss psyche? So-called Neutrality? Ask no questions, tell no lies banking? The Polanski thing? Hmmm….

Always canny, Godard has cut a deal to have Histoire(s) du Cinema broadcast from the remaining minarets when they are not otherwise being used.