As many a second film has proven, the discoveries embodied in novel or innovative subjects are soon exhausted and used up; the discovery of new styles and forms of expression represents the discovery of a new way of feeling and seeing, the discovery of a whole universe of possible contents that can never be exhausted.
“If at Sirmio
My soul, I meet thee, when this life’s outrun,
Will we not find some headland consecrated
By aery apostles of terrene delight,
Will not our cult be founded on the waves,
Clear sapphire, cobalt, cyanine,
On triune azures, the impalpable
Mirrors unstill of the eternal change?”
Ezra Pound | “Blandula, Tennula, Vagula”