Arvostelut (2)
An absolute disproportion. So many words and so little said. What Perec wants to say is clear soon, but the only thing he wants to share with the world he keeps repeating over and over again. It is true though, that he always uses different words, but how much they want to exploit this idea is simply absurd. On top of that, there is an absolute unbalance of image and sound. Without that repetitive voice-over, it would paradoxically work much (much, MUCH) better, because the image itself conveys the idea more impressively, more playfully and more sophisticatedly than the annoying bunch of empty words, which becomes not only disturbing but completely useless, and therefore even more annoying. In other words, these are two separate units; monotonous radio reading of Perec's work converted into Queysanne's magnificent visual representation of the same. Yeah, and l almost forgot... It keeps repeating.
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What if suddenly, in a moment that does not differ in any way from countless other times experienced without issue, you realize that you do not know how to live? And that you never will be able to. Vanity of vanities, all is vanity. There is nothing left but to voluntarily step out of the world, retreat to the fortress of Solitude, and in it, like a mirror, reflect all the unnecessary hubbub of human lives and the world. To be uninvolved, indifferent, to be the master of the world, who, like a mirror, sees everything but also reflects it back. It is unconquerable and you are also unconquerable, impenetrable. Yet there's a catch: eventually, you will realize that your passivity will cause you to be nothing more than what you reflect (artistically shown by the endless listings of everything the protagonist observes - their listing is actually a characteristic of this character). Cracks appear in the mirror. Cracks appear in the ceiling of your lonely fortress. At first, you thought that, like everything else, it meant nothing and that you could handle it. But it is the invasion of the world into your fortress, which proves to be infinitely fragile because even the strongest walls cannot resist the onslaught of the strongest enemy - time. It is time to start living again.
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