Saturday, September 18, 2010

Murnau's Tartuffe (1925)

The first floor.
Darkness of night.
But! Descending the first flight of stairs;
like a shadow; at first unrecognizable.

Tartuffe?
It is. He stands.

Only a black shape.
Does he look upwards, slightly?
Because:

Above Tartuffe's door:
A Second door.
Attic door.
Glazed.
Lit from behind.
And there: The shadow of Dorine.

Combing her hair.
Seconds
Then: suddenly: the light
Has it gone out?
It has.
And so!

Tartuffe.
Returning his gaze.
This way.
Slowly. Pale in this
black night.

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