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Joaquin A. Avino...
HARVARD-EPWORTH CHURCH. Pianissimo by Carmen D'Avino. World of Paul Delvaux by Henri Storck. A Study in Choreography for Camera by Maya Deren. Allues by Jordan Belson. Reminiscences of a Journey to Lithuania by Jonas Mekas, tonight...
Carmen D'Avino, 45, whose Pianissimo has been nominated for an Academy Award this year as best short subject, is a painter who learned cinematography as a photographer-historian during World War II. His films are painstaking creations in color, shot frame by frame, with meticulous painting done between shots. Pianissimo is about a player piano. The keys are all white. It starts to play. As each key hits a note it acquires a color as well, until the whole keyboard looks like a Mediterranean awning. D'Avino goes on coloring everything in sight, including the punched...
James Blue, 33, turned in a surprising entry. After all the six-minute adolescent pornies, the sober documentaries, and the truly artful short work of men like D'Avino, along comes Blue from Portland, Ore., with a full-length feature called The Olive Trees of Justice. Beautifully directed by Blue, beautifully acted by unknowns, it was made in Algeria three years ago. It is entirely in French, with French subtitles when the Arabs talk. Blue learned French as a student at the Paris Institute. He made Olive Trees for the French Government. It is propaganda, or was once...
...tiny hamlets of Campitello. Pagani and Avino, first in the flood's path, were wiped out. Over vineyards and through forests the lava moved toward Terzigno in two grasping, fingerlike streams. The villagers, rooted to their homes, set images and holy relics on trees and vines, to face the destroyer. In little groups they knelt, praying, with priests before them intoning the Litany, Ab ira Vesnvii, liber a nos, Domine. The flood forked in two just above the village, flowed around it on both sides, moved forward and crept together slowly toward the walls. As his home crumpled and smashed...
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