Palimpsest Fever

Rituals that no longer retain their meaning, filtered through time, conquering forces, progress, cameras. We can record things and will be able to play them again a hundred years from now. But what does it really mean, watching shadows ported-in that describe an experience, a mind-state, that really has nothing to do with your own? These films are palimpsests in that their meaning, their context, and even their materiality has corroded, dissipated… Burning up with nostalgia, the destructive desire to look back, in the wake of Lot’s wife or Orpheus, to try to look past the black and white shadows for some light…