I’m reminded of Robin Wood’s psychoanalytic essay on Marnie from his book on Hitchcock, where he walks us through a Freudian reading of Marnie’s childhood neighborhood as Hitchcock depicts it via Hollywood artifice. Achard, taking it a step further, turns a graying French countryside home into a purely symbolic space, augmenting its mystery-laden depth with a soundscape that uses fragments of recognizable sounds and blends them with gradients of violent, horrific ones. The fact that all human movement is rendered…

Roberta Pedrosa:

Se por um lado, a magia pode cair por terra quando um filme prende a sua respiração por alguns minutos – seja por uma imagem paralisada, seja por projetor engasgado, que falha subistituir os frames a tempo de enganar a retina.

Michael Snow, on his orchestral composition Prophecy:

At first it will seem like a drone and then you’ll become aware that it is gradually rising. It will go from the very lowest base instruments, through the various arrangements…