Chris Marker’s Sans Soleil is a deeply profound study of the mechanics of memory and their endemic relationship with time and place. It exists as a documentary style essay, using real life imagery alongside real life observations that take the form of letters penned by a fictional cameraman, which are then narrated by a reflective female voice.
Its complexity never once threatens to overwhelm its narrative, which is both separate from the 16mm film and utterly dependent on it.
It also contains within it the most perfect deconstruction of Alfred Hitchcock’s
Vertigo (1958) that I've ever seen or heard.
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