After a sharp blow to the head one sometimes gains extraordinary powers. I’ve lately been struck by the gift of superior critical abilities in analyzing Hollywood films.

Not all energy can be contained by the body and the surplus escapes and, generally, dissipates. In the little self-contained world of a film, the energy is sometimes not able to disperse and sticks around the unlucky actor. Nothing, for instance, can escape the tyranny of the close-up.

Now that I have succeeded in making this filmically trapped surplus energy manifest, I am searching for a mechanism which will allow me to draw it from the screen and into the realm of everyday life.


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