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...drafted in 1941, Yokoi had kept a pair of scissors, with which he trimmed his hair and cut cloth that he made from tree-bark fibers for clothes. His home was a subterranean cave in the jungle with a floor of soft leaves, and lit by a coconut-oil lamp that he had made...
...opium den was in a small bamboo shack. The interior was dark except for one lamp used for lighting the opium. Sleeping bodies lay on wooden benches along the walls. I lay down on one of the empty benches and an attendant handed me one end of a long, thin pipe. He stuffed the other end full of opium, pierced a hole in the center of it, and held it upside down over the lamp. He told me to draw as hard as I could until all the opium in the pipe was burnt up. I did this and exhaled...
Optical Mismatch. Gabor's technique was elegantly simple. He filtered out all but the green light emitted by a powerful mercury arc lamp, producing a beam of light waves of a single frequency (ordinary sunlight is composed of many different frequencies). Then he aimed the beam at an object placed in front of a photographic plate. The unobstructed part of the light beam hit the plate directly. Light waves reflected from the object's irregular surface also reached the photographic plate. But because they had bounced off different parts of the object, they arrived at the plate...
...FLEETING, final confrontation. It is the end of a heavy autumn day, probably Thursday. Sybil is walking back from the Coop, carrying all the books for two new courses, a lamp-shade and a box of ginger snaps. Coming towards her, she recognizes Stanley, an old boyfriend whom she has not seen since the summer. She looks up at him, and he stares at her, stares right through her as if they have never met. They have known each other for years, have exchanged birthday presents, have probably slept together. He looks right through her and doesn't speak...
...filmmaker, Bergman humbled himself before his characters, splitting his screen and letting its images dissolve into confused fragments whenever the emotional tensions became unbearably loaded on behalf of a single individual. At film's end, ragged bits of leader flickered past the projected lamp. Bergman, at this point, can only hope to approach an image of his characters at various moments of their lives. To be honest, he must develop frameworks which not only reveal his thematic material, but-through the visible organization of his film and filmmaking-reveal how he applies it to his own life...