Close-Up (Jul-Dec 1928)

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CLOSE UP king toward a means to have good films shown. It is their views we want, and their needs we desire to fill. If our motives were in the least meretricious we would need to appear aloof and Olympian. As it is we want to bring all groups together, and make them a unit, since massed strength is. . . well, we all know about the need for massed strength. And, lest I be accused of tooting my own trumpet (which I never could see was a. fault) think only how much more I might have tooted it if this had been an advertisment page instead of an editorial ! With all its liberality, however. Close Up desires officially to state that it was in no way responsible for the development of the "talkie". This monstrosity is descending full speed upon us and I expect that most of us will be driven to the wayside movie house. Dolores Costello in Tenderloin is surely enough in itself without Dolores' voice honking mechanically through a loud speaker. Bad enough to have one's cinematic sense of criticism laid to waste, but when literary judgment too is called upon to judge such stuff the air really does become sulphurous. Let Londoners thank God for Mr. Ogilvie, whose views on the cinema you may read about in this issue. And what about the universal language of the screen ? However^ do not let us forget that we are liberal minded. I have remembered it with Dreyer's Jeanne d'Arc, and feel justified to state, in view of the article by H. D. that although this is going to be hailed as the masterpiece of the screen, and the epic achievement of all time, I don't think it is, and advise readers to be wary in their criticism of it. Great it is, stu 8