[b]Michelangelo Antonioni
Neorealism taught us to follow the characters with the camera, allowing each shot its own real interior time. Well, I became tired of all this; I could no longer stand real time. In order to function, a shot must show only what is useful. [/b]
Imagine if philosophers had this problem.
There can be no censorship better than one’s own conscience.
Providing of course that you have one. And it’s the right one.
Before each new setup, I chase everyone off the set in order to be alone and look through the camera. In that moment, the film seems quite easy. But then the others come in and everything becomes difficult.
Actually, that doesn’t surprise me at all.
When you work on a character, you form in your mind an image of what he ought to look like. Then you go and find one who resembles him.
Think about how absurd that is.
Women are a finer filter of reality. They can sniff things.
And, these days, even direct things in films.
You can’t go to an LSD or pot party unless you take it yourself. If I want to go, I must take drugs myself.
Anyone here know why?