Close-Up (Jul-Dec 1928)

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CLOSE UP Still, Asta Nielsen is here again, she can take everything up and make it not matter, in the bigger thing she makes. She leads him up,, turning the other man off. She Jays the table, prepares food. And how wonderful when she talks, and is so eager, and forgets, the kettle boils, and she burns her fingers. And how good Pittschaw is, longing to eat the breads waiting till her back is turned, hating to wait tiJl her back is turned, eating hungrily^ cr\dng. How^ marvellous all this meal, Nielsen pouring coffee, the squat liqueur bottle, conversation softening from the early shyness, over the liqueur, Nielsen pouring it, to shyness brought on by this quick intimacy, as the night grows late, and night of course means sleep. Pause now and think how well we were brought to this street. Steps, following feet to awful stairs. Not onh' eves on edge, but ears made so too, as with the cry we flash down to the street, where the filles are, up to the room the other side, where they hear the noise. I have said a film ought to be choreographed, and here it is, unobtrusively ; more unobtrusively than Jeanne d'Arc. Fluffy girl is returning, gay, confettied. She meets Homolka, lolling outside Lea's house. He whines that she has a new^ one. He has just been told to keep away, "it's over between us". The girl won't see what there is to see in his eyes and in his pose ; or she has, quickly, and jumps over it, for she says, never mind, we have to do this, to come back to men like you. Once again, the caption. You can't keep us, it impHes (it says only about four w^ords) so we have to go out,. 34