What is a Film?

``In the end, however, the value of Ms. Hersonski’s work lies less in what is shown than in her persistent reminders of what is not. By drawing our attention repeatedly to the filmmaking process itself — staging Mr. Wist’s testimony as a re-enactment; using a whirring projector to divide reels; freezing again and again on Nazi cameramen inadvertently trapped in their own fabrications — Ms. Hersonski blatantly emphasizes the hand behind the celluloid curtain. As we leave the theater, her thesis question echoes: when there is no one left to bear witness, how far can we trust the evidence of our eyes alone?''

From NYT.

``when there is no one left to bear witness, how far can we trust the evidence of our eyes alone?''

I think I saw a man in a bus killing another man, almost thirty years ago now. I am not sure if I saw it or not. Maybe I dreamed it.

Anvil - I Dreamed It Was The End Of The World lyrics

``Are these thoughts within my head
I don't know what the truth is
Am I alive or am I dead?

In sorrow
No Tomorrow
Dead silence

People on the sidewalk
Become shadows on the wall
The world has turned to cinders
The answer to Satan's call

Oh I thank God it's only a dream
Fantasy
It's only a dream
Awake with a scream

Chorus:
I dreamed it was the end of the world
The children of God had burned
I dreamed it was the end of the world
In the bowels of hell they churned

Onward Christian soldiers
Ashes in the dust
Dignity and honour
Gave way to greed and lust

Oh I thank God it's only a dream
Fantasy
It's only a dream
Awake with a scream

No one heeds the warning
No one sees the light
Forever till the morning
Escape from the endless night

In sorrow
No tomorrow
Dead silence
Wasted violence''

Song taken from lyrics007.com.