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March 12, 2006

1001 Films, 1989

1001films.gifOne of the aspects of David Gatten's work-in-progress, avant garde series, The Secret History of the Dividing Line that greatly impressed me was the idea of film splicing as an intrinsic act of violence, and that innate in this process of "traumatic creation" is the sculpting of a kind of liminal, alien landscape that is only visible within the single frame. So it was particularly satisfying to see that seminal Belgian filmmaker André Delvaux had a similar preoccupation with respect to the fragility and materiality of the medium, and an appreciation for the unexpected art that is created in the process of manipulating found film in what would turn out to be his final opus, 1001 Films, Delvaux's reverent and affectionate ode to film preservation. Returning to his familiar, elegant framework of exploration, imagination, and dissociated reality, Delvaux presents the painstaking process of film archiving and restoration through the filter of adventure and mystery, as a night-time visit to a seemingly depopulated repository (presumably the Royal Film Archive of Belgium) turns into an atemporal wonderland of novel discoveries, hidden treasure, re-awakened curiosity, and critical re-assessment. Delvaux juxtaposes a series of evocative images of observation, reconstruction, and projection using film fragments - from the hand-painted, altered image frames of Georges Méliès' Kingdom of the Fairies to the iconic image of Louise Brooks - with the erratic texturality and uneven contrast of the disintegrating film stock to create a thoughtful and resonant nocturne to film as an articulate, but ephemeral social testament of magic, wonderment, dreams, and seduction.

Posted by acquarello on Mar 12, 2006 | | Filed under 2006, André Delvaux

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"1001 Films" is on the second disc of the "Rendez-vous a Bray" collector's edition DVD released by Boomerang Pictures. The most magical moment for me occurs just after the film begins: after a long, lateral tracking shot to the left through a dim film vault, the camera stops and Louise Brooks opens a door in the opposite direction and seems to emerge from the darkness of the vault itself.

Posted by: Marshall Deutelbaum on Mar 18, 2006 6:49 PM | Permalink

Ah, yes! Wasn't it also accompanied by a "sinister" music piece that segues into something more slinky and "come hither? :)

Anyway, just back from my final screening at the Rendez-vous with French Cinema, so I'm hoping to catch up on some writing this week.

Posted by: acquarello on Mar 19, 2006 10:11 PM | Permalink


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