"Last Year In Marienbad" (Alain Resnais):
the lavish architecture of a mansion...the baroque decor...a whispery disembodied voice...a stream-of-consciousness monologue, almost overheard..."as if the floor were still sand and gravel, or stone slabs...over which i advanced once again through the corridoors, salons, galleries...the structure of this mournful mansion from another age...this huge and luxurious mansion...silent rooms, where fotsteps are absorbed by carpets so heavy, so thick...that no one hears no step..." repeated obsessively, with little syntactic changes...simply mesmerising!!!
"The Pillow Book" (Peter Greenaway):
tight close up of a child in black and white...the father lovingly writes on her face, saying, when god created man, he painted in the eyes...moments later, when the mirror is held up, the child sees her relection in colour...very sensuous!
the cinematographer for the two films, separated by 35 years, is the great Sacha Vierny!
"The Sea That Thinks" (Gert De Graaff):
the phone rings and a man gets up from bed to walk across the room to take the call - he has bizarre nightmares of this simple act...
the opening is lovely, but the film degenrates...the play with optical illusion becomes tiring, and the existential angst gives you a headache...a film to forget, except the rather surprising opening sequence.