I believe that the action in film must become — will become — more and more interior. And that what we have understood so far as “motion,” the kind of motion, or movement, we currently seek in films, is nothing more than restlessness.
“A kind in glass and a cousin, a spectacle and nothing strange a single hurt color and an arrangement in a system to pointing. All this and not ordinary, not unordered in not resembling. The difference is spreading.”
Gertrude Stein | “A Carafe, That Is a Blind Glass”