Martin-Santos

-What’s your job? Do you’ve enjoyable? And sorry if I interrupt you.

He was at house, ready for Piqué’s farewell ceremony which, resulting from being predictable, was a promise of tedium. And he didn’t dedicate me to something, though generally, and that was even worse, he circled across the horrible normal state of the world right now.

And in that, by cellphone, these questions from a lifelong buddy abruptly got here to me from San Sebastián. What did she do for me? I hid from her that she wasn’t doing something and advised her that, hours earlier than, she had patiently devoted me to looking out, in a documentary seen years earlier than, some very festive phrases from Hitchcock and, above all, supremely vainness. He had ended up discovering them. They had been from 1960, when Hitchcock was requested to clarify the worldwide success of Psychosis. He owed his luck, he stated, to the truth that no one in Hollywood understood what cinema actually was, as a result of there they had been engrossed within the dialogues, which they believed had been the primary axis of the movies. So, Hitchcock concluded, they left me the entire area of suspensecomplete whole.

Looking forward to dialogue, my buddy stated that these useless phrases had been sensible, however that it appeared to her that point had proven that they contained a poisonous fiber, traceable in Hitchcock’s disdain for dialogue and his demand that the cinema lose the ballast of the literary. In keeping with her, dropping him had introduced disastrous penalties. As a result of the masterpieces of suspense had been progressively changed -today it’s extra seen than ever- by a suspense tough, low-key, in step with the instances we stay in: movies with dialogues which might be as useful as they’re flat and silly, interspersed with successive and systematic scenes of terror and violence.

You see, he stated, there may be at all times a poisonous component in every part, even genius and vainness. And I believed that he might be proper and that the proof was that right now’s cinema match like a glove with this suspense time by which we discover ourselves.

The truth is, I advised myself, if one follows the road that Luis Martín-Santos marked along with his titles —Time of silence, destruction time—discovers that we’ve got now entered suspense time, as demonstrated by the everlasting story of the thousand and one threats of catastrophes with which they handle to grip us every day. And I believed: this can be a devious and vividly illiterate time, charged with degenerate and sinister suspense, as a result of it’s nonetheless suspense—with its delay or suspension of heinous actions—however it bombards us with a relentless anticipation of catastrophes of all types. I advised my buddy about it and I feel I even contaminated her with my horror. And with out amusing ourselves, she stated abruptly. And I remembered Martín-Santos, who had been requested sooner or later what he did for a dwelling and he answered: “To switch the Spanish actuality (and have enjoyable)”.

Some keep that, had it not been for his accident in 1964, he may have opened a life-giving new path —as Cervantine as joyceana Y barojian—within the Spanish narrative that adopted his demise.

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