to the best of my recollection, i must recall on my memory, i cannot remember.
“you have made it all up.”
like elle, i’ve always wept at a distance for hiroshima. seeing the innocent civilians of my country suffer, as a result of the atrocity that is war, yet not quite knowing what it was like to be there. i am decades away. and though i did live through one of japan’s more modern tragedies, a little under 9 years ago, i’m starting to forget. i left my home, and time has passed, and though…
akerman distinctly values what you - the audience - are thinking about, where it is that your mind wanders off to as you watch this film. she cares about exactly who or what jeanne dielman's life so grimly reminds you of. the film is about you, just as much as it is the physical act of falling in sync with the tedious rhythm of one woman's routine. very cool.