Excerto inicial do artigo "Who Makes the Movies" de Gore Vidal, bloqueado no NY Review of Books e um dos capítulos de Auteurs and Authorship: A Film Reader, nas colecções interessantes da Wiley.
"Forty-nine years ago last October Al Jolson not only filled with hideous song the sound track of a film called The Jazz Singer, he also spoke. With the words “You ain’t heard nothin’ yet” (surely the most menacing line in the history of world drama), the age of the screen director came to an end and the age of the screenwriter began.
Until 1927, the director was king, turning out by the mile his “molds of light” (André Bazin’s nice phrase). But once the movies talked, the director as creator became secondary to the writer. Even now, except for an occasional director-writer like Ingmar Bergman,1 the director tends to be the one interchangeable (if not entirely expendable) element in the making of a film. After all, there are thousands of movie technicians who can do what a director is supposed to do because, in fact, collectively (and sometimes individually) they actually do do his work behind the camera and in the cutter’s room. On the other hand, there is no film without a written script."
estava-se em 1976.
light gazing, ışığa bakmak
Monday, June 14, 2010
"Who makes the movies?"
Publicado por Ana V. às 10:05 AM
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