“Your mummy is dead,” her father says, “you know what that means?” This scene and the remaining ninety minutes of the film shows she does not. Play – sliding down the screen of the car – interrupts any concentration on the reality of death. Jacques Doillon’s Ponette (1996) is not […]
Nathology
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Tucked behind the undergrowth and an industrial estate, the platform of Rushey Platt Station clings to a slope. Cuttings and embankments are overrun with trees, blocking sunlight from the path, as cyclists pass through like the steam engine’s decades long shadow. On my walks down the railway path I feel […]