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he (dovzhenko) made his films as if they were vegetable gardens, as if they were gardens. he would water them himself, he would make everything grow with his own hands....his love of the land and of the people made his characters grow, as it were, from the earth itself. they were organic, complete. i would very much like to resemble him in this respect. page 21
in paris, i have asked to meet bresson. we have nothing in common, but he's one of the best directors i know. i want to see him, to see his face, to see how he talks. i have no questions to ask him, he himself suffices for me... he uses very few means of expression, nobody ever has reached such a degree of asceticism. page 45
i would like to film a scene against a window or a veranda with panes of glass that reflect the sun as it is setting. i already know that it takes five minutes for the sun to set. then i would like the characters to speak their lines while the sun is setting so that very slowly the light in the windows will get dimmer and then go out. one moment the sun is there, and then five minutes later it is night. page 48
it would probably be great not to make films, but instead to simply describe them to blind people. a wonderful idea! one would only need to buy a tape recorder. "thought expressed is a lie," said the poet. page 52
my objective is to create my own world and these images which we create mean nothing more than the images which they are. we have forgotten how to relate emotionally to art: we treat it like editors, searching in in for that which the artist has supposedly hidden. it is actually much simpler than that, otherwise art would have no meaning. you have to be a child-incidentally children understand my pictures very well, and i haven't met a single serious critic who could stand knee-high to those children. we think that art demands special knowledge; we demand some higher meaning from an author, but the work must act directly on our hearts or it has no meaning at all. page 67
water is a mysterious element, a single molecule of which is very photogenic, it can convey movement and a sense of change and flux. there will be a lot of it in nostalgia. maybe it has subconscious echoes-perhaps my love of water arises from some atavistic memory or some ancestral transmigration. page 75
from andrei tarkovsky: interviews, 2006
(more to come)




6 comments:
i love his long, downward-looking camera pans across water, and the objects imbedded within. the repeated images of water inside buildings also makes me very happy.
recently i walked past a construction site near my house. the rains had left huge puddles on the floor of the partially finished building, and the tools and debris submerged in the water reminded me of a tarkovsky set. wish i could've gotten access with my camera.
i like the quote about children and art.
yes, the camera movements are very nice, i would like to do a study of those, there are quite a few in nostalghia. ruins and construction, very pretty indeed. brakhage has the great children quote as well, grown-ups see green when they look at a field, children see hundreds of colors....
Seeing Voyage in Time for the first time tonight...
Have you seen?
i haven't either, but it is soon to reach me on netflix.
tell me how you like it?
Well, there is a girl with a rabbit balloon, and Tonino reads a beautiful poem about a house as a coat and a whisper as lightness, and Tarkovsky talks about a field of wheat with blossoming white flowers that seem to be fog in the dark, and he also mentions violet-colored earth, and the sound of soil beneath the feet.
My review... fresh from the screening...
rabbits, balloons, fields, flowers, darks, earth, feet?
sounds like a pleasant vegetable garden.
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