I was into slow cinema before I was into slow cinema. The first essays I wrote on my film Masters were on Antonioni, Jarmusch’s Dead Man and Kelly Reichard’s Meek’s Cutoff, respectively considered one of the godfathers of slow, and two directors using slow for their features. Gideon Koppel’s documentary sleep furiouslyblew me away when I came across it (and I’m still astonished he likes my work enough to want to supervise my PhD project) and includes a mesmerizingly-beautiful 4-minute shot of sheep being herded through filthy weather across a Welsh hillside. I’ve explored elsewhere how the long take and the slow film are used to communicate landscape through anti-narrative surplus, allowing the eye to wander across a scene to alight on the incidental and the peripheral, lending a form of agency to the non-anthropocentric elements of film. However, I’ve not faced the phenomenon of slow cinema head-on until recently. I’ve looked at four books – their introductions so far, but over time I will read them all. Two focus generally on slow cinema, while the others focus on crucial facets of it – the long take and stillness/ stasis.
Drawing on many of the same theorists and filmmakers as Campany (2007), in their introduction to their edited collection de Tuca and Jorge (2015) describe slow cinema as a reaction to ‘the accelerated tempo of late capitalism’ (p.3) and to the assumption that cinema needs to be a narrative form by including ‘dead time’ up to the exclusion of any form of narrative. They argue that doing so makes time noticeable – Chantal Akerman says much the same thing of her own work. Duration is thus accentuated, rather than action, but stillness – or ‘silence’ – is also central, as slow cinema is not defined by the long take – hence Ozu’s static camera, slow pace and use of filmed still life compositions make him an important precursor to contemporary directors working this way.
By eschewing the rapidity of most filmmaking, a space is opened up for the spectator to reflect on what is before them by the creation of a type of what Deleuze famously describes as the ‘time image’ (Deleuze is a common connection in all discussions of slow cinema). This radical rejection of what Campany calls the ‘dehumanizing, repetitive and monotonous’ world of the accelerated image led to ‘slowness, the deliberate refusing of speed, becom[ing] central in vanguard art and culture’ (p. 9), a form that has been made more practicable through digital video recording which has allowed for a global explosion of such types of filmmaking, a hybrid form that inhabits both cinema and gallery and the grey area between both (slow cinema filmmakers such as Koppel, Ackerman and Kairostami also exhibit in galleries).
The authors dismiss claims that slow cinema is a nostalgic flight from the contemporary, arguing that on the contrary it permits a reflection on and confrontation of the contemporary in a manner not afforded by more conventional film. In particular, it challenges the attentional dominance of the internet, which threatens to leave all moments occupied, squeezing what Crary calls ‘daydream or…any mode of absent-minded introspection that would otherwise occur in intervals of slow and vacant time’ (p. 16).
Jaffre’s Slow Movies(2014) similarly notes the importance of stillness and duration, connecting slow cinema to a wider artistic tradition in which ‘nothing is happening’ and includes the paintings of Barnett Newman and the plays of Samuel Beckett. He also points to a wider ‘slow movement’ such as Slow Food and Slow Medicine which can readily be seen as a reaction against consumerism and the time poverty brought about by consumer lifestyles.
Jaffre goes further than de Tuca and Jorge in dismissing the understanding of slow cinema as nostalgic by arguing that much slow cinema is bleak, empty and desolate. He also points to the importance of peripheral, liminal settings, such spaces being central to the creation of Deleuze’ time-image through more easily hosting the ‘halting of time’ and also to the activation of Bellour’s pensive spectator. Jaffre also demonstrates that slow is a quality that can be subsumed by more active elements – My Dinner with Andremight never move from a restaurant but its conversational fireworks are anything but slow, while The Russian Ark’s single shot nevertheless encompasses a vast array of characters and stories.
In Motion(less) Pictures (2015), Remes describes watching Larry Gottheim’s Fog Line, which opens on 11 minutes of a fixed frame of almost entirely fog-shrouded landscape and in which the only movements are the very, very slow retreat of the fog and the occasional easy-to-miss silhouettes of horses. Remes speaks of this in terms of a photograph, or a painting, but through its duration experiencing these very, very subtle movements; this blurring of boundaries between media is, he argues, a foundational quality of these ‘cinemas of stasis’ in which movement may only be perceptible outside of the frame through sound.
As with other, previously discussed writers on the subject, Remes demonstrates that while moving becamethe defining quality of movingpictures, not only is this illusory (the moving image gives the impression of movement through technological trickery playing on our flawed cognitive machinery), but hardly a quality inherent to what film and later video capture any more than sound or colour. Nevertheless, so integral is movement to the general perception of what the moving image is for, that capturing an absence of movement becomes radical, subversive, perverse. ‘What is the point?’ exclaims Carroll, ever the contrarian (p.9). Like Campany, he argues that the defining quality of the moving image is not movementbut duration, and this is certainly suggested by the fine art concept of time-based mediawhich includes film.
The philosopher Bergson is central to Remes’ – and others’ – discussion of the moving image. Bergson believed not only that motion is indivisible (and thus one cannot say that Muybridge’s series are in any sense a precursor to ‘moving’ images) and that absolute stasis is impossible (even a still photograph is in the process of decay, albeit incredibly slowly), but that the human imagination is, for some reason, ill equipped to animate thought. (This has been used as an account of the memory/ dream dichotomy of the still/ moving images). So is Roland Barthes, who, Remes argues, was unable to lose himself in the moving image which excluded him from pensiveness(p.20). It is interesting, as a side note, that here is another example of fans and practitioners of each form thinkingin fundamentally different ways and this leads me to wonder whether the difficulty I have in developing a visual language through photography and my antipathy towards Barthes might be not simply an effect of personal history but more fundamentally grounded in my cognitive machinery.
Remes denies the existence of the cinema of stasis as a distinct genre as it is expressed across too many structural formats, exhibition styles and primary subjects of interest. Nevertheless, he argues that all such works promote an immersive, meditative experience that very subtly brings about introspection through undermining the cultural expectations which are unavoidably brought to experiencing the moving image.
While Koepnick’s Long Take (2017) often strays close to polemic, it is compelling in its passion and makes its central argument well: the long take nurtures and makes possible a sense of wonder. Koepnick describes the philosophical basis of wonder, tracing it back to Homer and on through Descartes (while at the same time demonstrating the long take to directly challenge the individual rationalism which Descartes ushered in to the Western mind, to mixed results). Like Remes, Koepnick sees the long take as occupying ‘the gray zone between black box and white cube’ (p.1), the ‘border between film and photography’ (p.4.) and like de Tuca and Jorge, he sees it as sharpening attention in reaction to cultural – and especially digital – acceleration and by frustrating the hungry expectations of the contemporary viewer. He sees the long take as making possible the sudden, unbidden reflex of wonder, which permits a rupturing of accepted reality and provokes deep curiosity. A long take can test one’s endurance and through surrendering to it, one becomes aware not of the modern and post-modern subjects of identity, culture and medium, but the biological and affective processes involved in cognitive perception: one becomes aware not just of one’s self, one’s cultural milieu, and the mechanisms interceding between the two, but one becomes aware of one’s mind. Having a background and a long, personal interest in cognitive psychology, I find this way of looking at the moving image exciting and enlivening – even where it is not as well argued as it might be and where it veers too uncritically towards Romantic spiritualism. There is certainly something somewhat Blakean in Remes’ belief that the wonder available through the long take can move the viewer beyond reason and self-reflexivity and towards seeing the world anew and as it is (as opposed to the flights of reverie, not the kind of wonder he is arguing for here). This, he argues, is exactly Bellour’spensive spectator.
This is not an essay but a summary. My engagement with these works remains at a very superficial level, as I’ve yet to read them in their entirety. Nevertheless, the ideas will be drawn on extensively as I come to edit my work in progress submission, as I will be detailing next week.
Campany, D. 2007. The Cinematic. London: Whitechapel Gallery.
Jaffre, I. 2014. Slow Movies: Countering the Cinema of Action. New York: Columbia University Press.
Kopenick, L. 2017. The Long Take: Art Cinema and the Wondrous. Minneapolis: University of Minnesota Press.
Luca, T. de., & Jorge, N. B. (eds.) 2015. Slow Cinema. Edinburgh: Edinburgh University Press.
Remes, J. 2015. Motion (less) Pictures: the Cinema of Stasis. New York: Columbia University Press.



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