"How almost true they sometimes almost ring " Samuel Beckett's character rues his words. "How wanting in inanity " A person could almost understand them Why taunt and flout us, as Beckett's writing does? Why discourage us from seeing, as Mark Rothko's paintings often can? Why immobilize and daze us, as Alain Resnais' films sometimes will? Why, Leo Bersani and Ulysse Dutoit ask, would three acknowledged masters of their media make work deliberately opaque and inhospitable to an audience? This book shows us how such crippling moves may signal a profoundly original--and profoundly...
"How almost true they sometimes almost ring " Samuel Beckett's character rues his words. "How wanting in inanity " A person could almost understand...