Book and film: Remains of language. Fragments of memory. Residue of oblivion. Imitation of thought.
Mixed together dialogue from film and words from novella.
Destroy, she said. Silence. Bay windows are open. Overcast. Gone to sleep again. Silence Increasing heat. Sunshine. Brilliant. Seventh Day. Creation done. Silence. About to be destroyed. Silence. Voices echoing. Silence. Stein. Silence. Stone. Neon light. Drained of colour. Lurid lamp glow of last light. Chairs. Empty. Arranged face-to face. Empty. Silence. Voice sharp, almost brutal. Silence. Empty Dining room. Dark. Right through your head and heart. Gleams of light. Day in the garden. Sun shines steadily. Alione. Elisabeth Alione. Pretending. To read. To sleep. Cry out. In the mind. And then there's the forest. Now, suddenly, she looks only at the forest. Yes. Is it dangerous? Yes. How did you know? Elisabeth Alione. Silence. Torn. Bloody. Yes. The voice that just spoke goes echoing through the hotel grounds Thoughts wear one out. Shuts the book. In the empty hotel, who to write to. Two mirrors reflect the setting sun. They look at each other in silence. No one reacts. Silence. Alissa knows, but what does she know. Total Destruction Elisabeth Alione. Fear comes into her eyes. Silence. Nothing. Dusk in the grounds. Forest. Tremble. It's too late. To kill you. The tennis courts are empty. Silence. I think I'm going to lose. You're insane. Silence. Nothing. Leucate. Leucate. Leucate. Time is not important. Trembling uncertainty. I didn't think anything. Elisabeth Alione. I must have known and forgot. It didn't surprise me. It's nothing You don't know anything? Nothing. What does he do? Nothing. Choose. She says nothing? I wish I could wake up.
We've lost the game. Were we really playing? I don't really know. Who knows? I don't really know myself. You must throw it away. You must throw away the book. What will become of you? Nothing. What's the matter? Disgust.
When boredom takes a certain form, when it's become part of a timetable, say, you don't notice it. And if you don't notice it, don't give it a name, it can take some curious turns.
Alissa mimicking/reciting Elisabeth Alione: I'm afraid, afraid of being abandoned, afraid of the future, afraid of loving, of violence, of numbers, of the unknown, of hunger, of poverty, of the truth
Elisabeth Alione - You've just arrived. Alissa - No, I've been here three days. Elisabeth Alione - Really? Alissa - We're quite close to one another in the dining room.
Elisabeth Alione - Do you go into the forest? Alissa - Oh no. Not on my own. Elisabeth Alione - Have you seen it? Alissa - Not yet. I've only just arrived. I've only been here three days.
He's always seem there, yes, either in the grounds, or the dining room, or in the corridors, yes, always, or in the road that runs by the hotel, round the tennis courts, at night, in the daytime, wandering round and round, round and round, alone.
Is it coming from the forest? Yes, from the forest. This time, majestically loud. What pain. What immense pain. How difficult it is. It has so far to travel, so many barriers to get through. It has to fell trees, knock down walls. But here it is. Nothing more to worry about. Yes, here it is.
Fragments of memory. Residue of oblivion. Remains of language. Imitation of thought.
tennis balls - thoughts, emotions, pulse - ping in a liquid dusk, a grey lake, the unconscious, the subconscious, the mind.
tennis - thoughts/emotions hit back and forth and back and forth and back and forth
tennis not allowed while nap time - thought battles not allowed while sleeping, time to rest mind
tennis courts - cages of mind, limitations of the mind.
People always looking at tennis courts. Even when they're empty. Even when it's raining. They do it mechanically. People chewing in thoughts non-stop. Thoughts wear one out.
forest - memory, world of thoughts/emotions, the world itself, the future, horrors of the world, limitations, babel, etc, total mental holocaust, total destruction
Structure torn to pieces, communication torn to pieces, destruction is deconstruction which is necessary for revolution and reconstitution of communication
Absence of camera eye, Durassian gliding from one point of view to another, no primacy of one character over another, all characters the same, interchangeable, camera eye assumes multiple points of view, no fixed role, when point of view shifts sensorial disequilibrium, rare technique
background of absence representing the mind's absence, the mind already in the void
Leucate = Rock of Leucade = jump off the rock and free yourself from love
Leucos - bright; brilliant; white; clear; pale; mineral found in volcanic rock
Elisabeth Alione, ready to explode
Elisabeth Alione. "Alione" sounds like "All alone".
Elisabeth Alione. Lacking the Lion (a = lacking, lione= lion), the vitality, the bravery, the ferocity, courage, to revolt.
Loud crashing and harmonious burst of music through the forest is Elisabeth Alione smashing through the void and Waking Up, jumping off the rock and freeing herself from her loveless marital life, an act of divorce or an act of suicide
Elisabeth = Alissa, Elisabeth = replaying her past, Alissa is herself, Stein the doctor-lover, Max her husband
Alissa also Elisabeth's daughter - Elisabeth Alione's daughter Anita is rude and awkward doesn't want to work, sounds just like Alissa
Alissa shifts from being herself to being Elisabeth to being Elisabeth's daughter
We all feel the same. All four of us.
It's too late. For what? To kill you.
Because she's already metaphorically killed herself.
The earth trembled.
Destroy. What did she say? She said, Destroy. Destroy, She said. Nothing. Silence. The bay windows are shut.
Mixed together dialogue from film and words from novella.
Destroy, she said. Silence. Bay windows are open. Overcast. Gone to sleep again. Silence Increasing heat. Sunshine. Brilliant. Seventh Day. Creation done. Silence. About to be destroyed. Silence. Voices echoing. Silence. Stein. Silence. Stone. Neon light. Drained of colour. Lurid lamp glow of last light. Chairs. Empty. Arranged face-to face. Empty. Silence. Voice sharp, almost brutal. Silence. Empty Dining room. Dark. Right through your head and heart. Gleams of light. Day in the garden. Sun shines steadily. Alione. Elisabeth Alione. Pretending. To read. To sleep. Cry out. In the mind. And then there's the forest. Now, suddenly, she looks only at the forest. Yes. Is it dangerous? Yes. How did you know? Elisabeth Alione. Silence. Torn. Bloody. Yes. The voice that just spoke goes echoing through the hotel grounds Thoughts wear one out. Shuts the book. In the empty hotel, who to write to. Two mirrors reflect the setting sun. They look at each other in silence. No one reacts. Silence. Alissa knows, but what does she know. Total Destruction Elisabeth Alione. Fear comes into her eyes. Silence. Nothing. Dusk in the grounds. Forest. Tremble. It's too late. To kill you. The tennis courts are empty. Silence. I think I'm going to lose. You're insane. Silence. Nothing. Leucate. Leucate. Leucate. Time is not important. Trembling uncertainty. I didn't think anything. Elisabeth Alione. I must have known and forgot. It didn't surprise me. It's nothing You don't know anything? Nothing. What does he do? Nothing. Choose. She says nothing? I wish I could wake up.
We've lost the game. Were we really playing? I don't really know. Who knows? I don't really know myself. You must throw it away. You must throw away the book. What will become of you? Nothing. What's the matter? Disgust.
When boredom takes a certain form, when it's become part of a timetable, say, you don't notice it. And if you don't notice it, don't give it a name, it can take some curious turns.
Alissa mimicking/reciting Elisabeth Alione: I'm afraid, afraid of being abandoned, afraid of the future, afraid of loving, of violence, of numbers, of the unknown, of hunger, of poverty, of the truth
Elisabeth Alione - You've just arrived. Alissa - No, I've been here three days. Elisabeth Alione - Really? Alissa - We're quite close to one another in the dining room.
Elisabeth Alione - Do you go into the forest? Alissa - Oh no. Not on my own. Elisabeth Alione - Have you seen it? Alissa - Not yet. I've only just arrived. I've only been here three days.
He's always seem there, yes, either in the grounds, or the dining room, or in the corridors, yes, always, or in the road that runs by the hotel, round the tennis courts, at night, in the daytime, wandering round and round, round and round, alone.
Is it coming from the forest? Yes, from the forest. This time, majestically loud. What pain. What immense pain. How difficult it is. It has so far to travel, so many barriers to get through. It has to fell trees, knock down walls. But here it is. Nothing more to worry about. Yes, here it is.
Fragments of memory. Residue of oblivion. Remains of language. Imitation of thought.
tennis balls - thoughts, emotions, pulse - ping in a liquid dusk, a grey lake, the unconscious, the subconscious, the mind.
tennis - thoughts/emotions hit back and forth and back and forth and back and forth
tennis not allowed while nap time - thought battles not allowed while sleeping, time to rest mind
tennis courts - cages of mind, limitations of the mind.
People always looking at tennis courts. Even when they're empty. Even when it's raining. They do it mechanically. People chewing in thoughts non-stop. Thoughts wear one out.
forest - memory, world of thoughts/emotions, the world itself, the future, horrors of the world, limitations, babel, etc, total mental holocaust, total destruction
Structure torn to pieces, communication torn to pieces, destruction is deconstruction which is necessary for revolution and reconstitution of communication
Absence of camera eye, Durassian gliding from one point of view to another, no primacy of one character over another, all characters the same, interchangeable, camera eye assumes multiple points of view, no fixed role, when point of view shifts sensorial disequilibrium, rare technique
background of absence representing the mind's absence, the mind already in the void
Leucate = Rock of Leucade = jump off the rock and free yourself from love
Leucos - bright; brilliant; white; clear; pale; mineral found in volcanic rock
Elisabeth Alione, ready to explode
Elisabeth Alione. "Alione" sounds like "All alone".
Elisabeth Alione. Lacking the Lion (a = lacking, lione= lion), the vitality, the bravery, the ferocity, courage, to revolt.
Loud crashing and harmonious burst of music through the forest is Elisabeth Alione smashing through the void and Waking Up, jumping off the rock and freeing herself from her loveless marital life, an act of divorce or an act of suicide
Elisabeth = Alissa, Elisabeth = replaying her past, Alissa is herself, Stein the doctor-lover, Max her husband
Alissa also Elisabeth's daughter - Elisabeth Alione's daughter Anita is rude and awkward doesn't want to work, sounds just like Alissa
Alissa shifts from being herself to being Elisabeth to being Elisabeth's daughter
We all feel the same. All four of us.
It's too late. For what? To kill you.
Because she's already metaphorically killed herself.
The earth trembled.
Destroy. What did she say? She said, Destroy. Destroy, She said. Nothing. Silence. The bay windows are shut.