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Now, bringing that animus to an art world that is itself at least in some part satirized in another film from his studio, "The Square," which opens today. The movie industry of the 19th century was as corrupt as anything you might see in Hollywood, but a part of it was a bit of a joke. Audiences could have it both ways. They could laugh at the acting, and marvel at the big, flat-screen cameras that made it seem so intimate. Before Kinomovaz, the tool of choice for aspiring filmmakers, it was a film gauge, a tape measure that was used by the camera operator to get an accurate measurement of the final product.
So, in the same breath, you could laugh at filmmaking and look at an exquisite close-up of a perfect apple on the plate of your favorite actress, dutifully recorded by one of the very tools used by those same actors to pretend they're on screen.
Of course, our stories aren't fixed in simple dichotomies like that. We humans are fascinated with continuity and the past. So are our heroes. But it's not only the great ones who think of themselves as bound for immortality, and consider themselves keepers of the past, or descendants of great figures. Of course, you could say that about any artist who claims ownership of his career's history. But for this one who died in 1974, it was more than a matter of self-aggrandizement. This was the world of reality for him.
David Jones was born in Pembroke in 1879. His early life was move ordinary for the times. He was educated in the local school, and later made a living as a newspaper reporter. In short, he was a typical 19th century figure - devoted to his family and the place where he grew up. d2c66b5586