Close Up (Jul-Dec 1930)

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CLOSE UP Images d'Ostende, the modest director admitted, had enjoyed some success. Only, he thinks, because it is a souvenir of his childhood : a record of the walks he took as a child. " I wanted to show the friendship and life in dead objects; the wind rocking* the chair, the sea moving the sand. Do you think that will be realised by the cineastes at the Congress ?" If,'' I replied, you have been able to put life into dead objects — during those sentimental walks of childhood — I feel certain you can put life into dead celluloid.'' An English trade paper had reported that the Belgian Nord-Film will shortly produce Le Carillon de la Liberie, I asked Storck whether he would work for them. He shrugged his shoulders. He would like studio experience. There was a magnificent studio outside of Bruxelles. No lilm had ever been turned tliere. The Nord Film had not yet begun. He shrugged his shoulders. Dekeukeleire cuts in a tiny room and works witli a hand camera. He, Storck, would next make an advertising short for an auto firm in exchange for a car. As for the story film. . . I returned to my Le Soir, I cast a guilty eye to see whether there was an exhibition of Edible ^Mushrooms and Poisonous Fungi "j a Belgian festival which, my guide book assures me, must never be missed. (I trust my guide book. It is capable of sheer magnificence. It bursts into modern art criticism about Wiertz : " The interest he still evokes lies as much in his pathology as in his pigments and it is best that one should simplv regard him as a baroque pearl in the regalia of the world's art.") Of course I-am-going-toBruxelles-to-see-films. 406