Well I like to think that I am not a literary buff.
I could dress it up as "a piece of film" etc; but I don't want to.
It's from a slowly cohering set of pieces that use "collage", "montage" etc
for their titles.
I'll have to take my chances.
Glad you liked it.
L
On 10 April 2014 18:59, David Bircumshaw <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> it's a very intriguing piece of elusive writing, Lawrence. I guess you do
> have to think about using the title 'Film' as to all literary buffs Beckett
> has appropriated it and the image of its star, Buster Keaton in old age,
> comes to mind.
>
> best
>
>
> On 9 April 2014 18:32, Sheila Murphy <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>
> > Thank you so much, Lawrence!
> >
> >
> > On Wed, Apr 9, 2014 at 10:10 AM, Lawrence Upton <[log in to unmask]
> > >wrote:
> >
> > > Thank you, Sheila. Misreading is a sign of a creative mind. Happy
> > birthday,
> > > btw L
> > >
> > >
> > > On 9 April 2014 18:00, Sheila Murphy <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> > >
> > > > Lovely piece, Lawrence. Interesting that the final word came to me as
> > > > "degrees," rather than "categories."
> > > >
> > > >
> > > > On Wed, Apr 9, 2014 at 5:04 AM, Lawrence Upton <
> > [log in to unmask]
> > > > >wrote:
> > > >
> > > > > *Film*
> > > > >
> > > > > a man opens a door in the side of his head; a little steam floats
> in
> > > the
> > > > > cavity; pipes within the skull shine patchily, clouded by
> > > condensation; a
> > > > > healthy-looking seagull on a patio; a small black ant walks across
> a
> > > > table,
> > > > > examining bread crumbs; a helicopter is audible but not visible;
> the
> > > man
> > > > > closes the door soundlessly; he opens it again; Warning, he says,
> > > > warning,
> > > > > the voice not quite synchronised with the movement of the jaw. Have
> > > some
> > > > > bread. Warning, he says, warning; the jaws make exactly the same
> > > > simplistic
> > > > > movements as before. Have some bread; the jaws do not move at all;
> > the
> > > > > seagull is looking at the observer sidewaysly; the door in the side
> > of
> > > > the
> > > > > head swings although there is no wind; a piece of cotton wool rolls
> > > > across
> > > > > the patio; it is ignored by the gull after brief examination; the
> > > valley
> > > > is
> > > > > full of flying birds; in the back of the swinging door is the
> garden
> > in
> > > > > reverse, reflected. Warning, he says, warning, his voice croaky,
> his
> > > > > expression rigid; he stands erect, moving his angular arm stiffly
> to
> > > > close
> > > > > his head once more; but its door starts to move jerkily on its
> silent
> > > > > hinges and his body fidgets; the arm and hand assembly take no
> > account
> > > of
> > > > > this movement and seek to intersect the head door where it had
> been;
> > > > only a
> > > > > faint mark of steam dissipating in that air remains and is
> > immediately
> > > > > dispersed by the flailing fingers at the end of the misplaced hand
> > and
> > > > arm;
> > > > > the door closes and the fidgeting ceases, leaving the figure bent,
> > > > > distorted, in the act of completing an action which is
> > incomprehensible
> > > > to
> > > > > the observer, the observer having its own behavioural categories
> > > > >
> > > >
> > >
> >
>
>
>
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