Guru C Art Cinema

Those of you who love cinema will understand the reason for wanting to gather several of the auteurs of genius juxtaposing them in the attempt to apprehend the intention behind their art. Calling this page a Cinema may seem imprecise, but if you approach it in the spirit of an art house or, if I may, a festival, what I wish to create is the art cinema feeling.

A small, tatty waiting area with a concession table, a meager selection of yesterday's cakes and over brewed coffee, perhaps an attempt at fresh popcorn, the carpet shiny from eons of wear, the almost impenetrable screening area nestling a few sleepy students, no one caring how long they were there. An occasional, "What the hell was that?" walking out. Some shiny faces aglow with the joy of recognition, "Ah ha! Now I understand," after the umpteenth viewing. And for some, just entertainment.

I was a student at the University of Texas at Austin in the late seventies, glory years for so many wonderful reasons. One of them was that on any night, you could see nearly any genre of film, more choices than the dust particles dancing in the projection arc, for one dollar. Le boom francaise... Italian expressionism...film noir.... the silver-print hopefulness of Satyajit Ray... the westerns of John Ford... I was a snob back then, so the offerings of the multiplex at Dobie Hall rarely held any attraction unless they were the outrageousness of John Waters and Divine, or the introspective era of Woody Allen, pre scandal.

At this time, a small survey of great directors, Satyajt Ray, Werner Herzog, Jean Luc Goddard, Akira Kurosawa, Francois Truffaut and a trailer of Fellini's "Satyricon."

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