Woke up at three, obsessing about the confessional snow scene in Norwegian Wood, wondering for the umpteenth time why the director would leave so much empty space on one side, which no high school film student would be careless enough to do; and then it finally occurred to me that the empty space stands for Naoko, just as the eerie soundtrack of the following scene seeps into this one, likewise obtruding her presence or absence therein.
When a Two-Shot Isn’t a Two-Shot
My husband always notices when the spacing (and timing) is all wrong or laborious. Interesting thoughts on this scene.
I still have not read Murakami. Could you suggest a first novel to sample?
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I regret the delay in responding….I like Norwegian Wood the best. I’ll hold back on the disclaimers, but if you read it, I’d be curious to see what you think of it.
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It is at my library, so it goes on the to-read list. Thanks!
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OK. I hope you like it if/when you get to it.
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