CAMPBELL WALKER

of time overflowing out

rushes left as they are

would gradually wither away

and die.

reconstructing it

little by little

cinema-verite completely turned away from its deepest nature

the shots back the power they had in the rushes in the end-to-end;

some shots

still

didn't get back the strength

they had

in the rushes

I've always noticed

this wasting away of strength

with regard to the rushes.

the oppositions of material

are just.

I couldn't do any more

independent of my will,

like the atmosphere

or unplanned noise

certain things existed

not what you would like to have said

but what the film itself said,

seeking the affinities

which come to exist

exist completely on their own

everything they may have thought

or said

or done

at that time

no longer has any importance

the only thing that counts

is what remains,

and what remains is a crystallization of it

I can spend days

and days

with them

before I start

without touching a thing,

letting the film sleep

spaces of time,

oppositions of decors

it,

itself,

must say it,

not me

a complete failure

in the end-to-end