sometimes i wonder why we bother to make films that aren't in some way about *filmmaking*, that closed circuit, an infinite loop of stories about their telling, so explicitly speaking to the medium's true potential not for capturing reality but for destroying it.
ANYWAY, to sidestep a slipstream into all of my lost undergrad papers... I love how Davies uses dissolves in THE LONG DAY CLOSES, the basic tools of cinema transforming Bud into a ghost in his own memories. and LOOOLZ that "tammy" sequence. so rapturous you just want to stand next to your tv, point to the screen, and make something that approximates a robert deniro "you lookin at this? you lookin at this?" kinda face.
hoping to write more, perhaps more coherently, for film.com next week.