« I do not teach, I tell stories. » (Montaigne) That’s what I’d like to do.
Write not to know myself finally, rather endlessly, day by day :
essays
reviews
notes on cinematography
memories
diaries / short stories
poems
Writings or rather jumbled fragments of different lengths and tone,
in the long run perhaps tracing a broken line: the path or the journey of life,
of which my films would be the ports, in this navigation of coasting,
of opportunities, chance, which could still be the life of a documentary filmmaker in the last century.
Technical Profile
16mm B&W – Duration : 75 minutes
Directed by Dominique Dubosc
Produced by SONIMAGE-INA 1976
KINOFILM 1997 (for the restored French version)
Summary
The mythical strike at the LIP clock factory, better known as « the LIP Conflict » has been, due to the importance of the economic and political questions it raised, to the different forms of organization it assumed, and to its scope and popularity, one of the largest social events of the second half of the 20th century in Europe. Continue reading “The LIP Conflit, 1973-1974”
Réminiscences d’un voyage en Palestine
Directed by Dominique Dubosc
Review by Sobhi al-Zobaidi
sobhi@palnet.com
http://homepage.mac.com/sobhi
Remembering Palestine, which was screened at Sakakini Center (Ramallah) on 1.4.04, is a film that I dare to say belongs to the realm of the unconscious more than the conscious. It is dark, shady, and horrific and it is filled with those images that one is bound to see in one’s dreams because they are very strong images. It is also because there is almost no narrative in the film, no spoken word to anchor the images in a certain logic or order. The images we see in the film are similar to those images we see on the screen of our dreams, they are related by association, and filled with horrors that can unleash our most hidden fears and repressions. Continue reading “Review: ‘Remembering Palestine’ (Sobhi al-Zobaidi)”
May 26 , 2004
Dear Dominique,
Several weeks have passed since I saw your poem on Palestine, Palestine Remembered. It remains in my memory as vivid as when I saw it. I say « your poem » because I think it is a poem. I think it’s the best film/video that I have seen about the situation in Continue reading “A letter from Jonas Mekas”