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If you enjoy a good sleuth movie on a cold, wet, white day, then here’s a recommendation for you. Check out Wire in the Blood, a British series that I’ve recently discovered through Netflix. (What was life before Netflix?) The protagonists are a male psychologist (Robson Green) and a female chief of police (Hermione Norris). Their unrequieted love affair is to-die-for. The characters are based on the murder mysteries of Scottish writer, Val McDermid.
November 12, 2004 • 8:45 pm 4
Question: What film seems most like a poem to you?
My answer to this question is Sans Soleil by Chris Marker. This 1982 film is categorized as a documentary, but it’s not really typical of the form. The female narrator refers constantly to the letters and diary of a man who traveled all over the world. The footage transports us to the places he visited–Tokyo, Iceland, and the San Francisco Bay area. We hear his thoughts and questions and observations in her voice, so there’s a constant tug between he said and she said:
“He said, ‘The more you watch Japanese TV, the more you realize it watches you.'”
Marker’s juxtaposition of scene and image is jarring and beautiful. The travelogue structure allows for a wide range of reflection, from the popularity of arcade games to the Hitchcock film Vertigo to a line in a poem by T.S. Eliot. We visit a temple dedicated to lost cats. Say a prayer and perhaps your kitten will come home. We visit a family bending in the wind in a meadow. We see dogs running on the beach, barking at the surf. We are asked to analyze our world in this imagery. Sans Soleil is a film for thinking and in thinking, getting lost in thought.