Two or three things . . .

Deux ou trois choses que je sais d'elle (1967) played tonight at the Nuart in Los Angeles. This was the first of Godard's films I ever saw, at UCLA's then-Melnitz Theater circa 1997; an essay more than a motion picture, it ruined me for traditional narrative. Surprisingly, this time no one walked out.



This morning I was at Edith Szalay's house and brought Erich Lessing's book of photographs from the Hungarian Revolution, which the photographer signed when I saw him speak at USC. Edith and her husband were both in the streets of Budapest in 1956, so it was interesting for them to see the pictures and to remember.

WSJ: 'Joyfully Inefficient'

I had a letter in today's Wall Street Journal, in praise of film photography, among other old-fashioned delights.

Their copy editors gave it the heading "Joyfully Inefficient."

I guess that sounds about right.


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