Close Up (Jul-Dec 1929)

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CLOSE UP OVER THE MOON It was the cow that did it first, and Fritz Lang followed. Forgive me, please. What an extraordinary world it was. Why did the cow jump over the moon ? Did she feel drawn to it bv dairy-associations with cheese, and did she with one fell hoof kick the (milk) bucket and jump to a dimension where the only cheese was dead, and inorganic moon ? Then again, why is the cat always credited with interest in the fiddle, and not the dog? The dog, you will remember, only barked — to see such fun. But the cat went with the fiddle, perhaps in an effort to improve its voice, foreseeing the days of a synchronised Felix, but in any case, who knows? The fun the dog liked was nothing he saw in the cinema, in those days, and if we wished to have this absurd series of events pan-chronised, what kind of a kingdom would it be? The movies leave it alone. The screen is the window of fantasy but this special fantasy and all it means, if anything, and what it did to us, a lot, has the blind pulled over it. We say, a man of imagination should do this for us. A man of imagination should bring wit and amusement to the screen, and we get Lotte Reiniger, which isn't quite the same. And Robert Florey isn't really witty And then again, we don't want wit that is the intellectual substitute 576