Friday, January 29, 2010
Alone in Front of Everyone - John Fetto
He was never alone on stage. During those magical moments, the camera focused only on him, capturing each inflection, noting each shift in manufactured mood, preserving the performance so it might be projected large in darkened rooms. But no scene, however well played, lasts forever. Eventually the camera pans away, the lights dim, pulling him into the obscure darkness of his lifeless audience.
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This is just wonderful, John. A perfect elegy. I especially love 'manufactured mood.' You manage to get both ambivalence and tribute here.
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