Close Up (Jul-Nov 1927)

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CLOSE UP of a world in the making. Never before was such all-embracing hospitality save in an ever-open church where kneels madame hastened in to make her duties between a visit to her dressmaker and an assignation, where the dustman's wdfe bustles in wdth infants and market-basket. Universal hospitality. See that starvehng, lean with loathing, feeding his unknown desperate longings upon selected books, giving his approval to tortoiseshell cats. He creeps in here. Braving the herd he creeps in. His scorn for the film is not more inspiring than the fact of his presence. x\nd that pleasant intellectual, grown a little weary of the things of the mind, his stock-in-trade. He comes not for ideas, but to cease in his mild circling, to use the cinema as a stupifier, forty winks for his cherished intelligence. He will go away refreshed to write his next article. Happy youth, happy childhood, w^eary women of all classes for whom at home there is no resting-place. Sensitives creep in here to sit clothed in merciful darkness. See those elders in whose ears sound always the approaching footsteps of death. Here, now and again, they are free from the sense of moments ticked olf. See the beatitude of the stone-deaf. And that charming girl lost, despairing in the midst of her first quarreh who would no more go to an entertainment alone than she would disrobe herself in the street. But this refuge near her lodgings opens its twilit spaces and makes itself her weepery. Refuge, trysting-place, village pump, stimulant, shelter from rain and cold at less than the price of an evening's Hght and fire, drunkenness at less than the price of a drink. In 64