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and, in the section following that, I will study Jean Rouch and his film Chronique of a Summer (Chronique d’un Ete, 1961), which will be studied as an example of cinema verite.[[] Erik Barnouw, Documentary: A History of the Non-fiction film (New York: Oxford University Press...
When with her load she turned about, The bye-road back again to take, He started forward with a shout, And sprang upon poor Goody Blake. And fiercely by the arm he took her, And by the arm he held her fast, And fiercely by the arm he shook her, And cried, "I've caught you...
I turned the corner—into the 1950s. The style of the building and peeling paint indicated the age of the station; the pumps were just as old. More alarm ensued as I studied one of the ancient pumps.What do I do with THIS?
When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 196...
the future pop star adorably predicted exactly where the next 15 years would take her. "Whatever I end up doing with my career, I really hope that it's in this sort of business. Whether it's, you know, being on Broadway or recording albums, I really just hope I'm always s...
"I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush." (Gold Rush) -- How does one come up with a line this poetic? "You swore that you loved me but where were the clues? I died on the altar waiting for the proof." (So Long, London) ...
the year’s fall into wintry death was prelude to spring’s rebirth and summer’s eternity. But Dickinson reversed the order, judging winter’s lifeless silence to be the culminating metaphor of human fate. As Cynthia Griffin Wolff has summarized this poetic trajectory of decay and dissolution,...