![]() The dystopian vignettes of deserted streets and shuttered stores too intimately reflect what was very recently our own dystopian reality under Covid-19. Watching a postapocalyptic film more than a year into a global pandemic is an exercise in the uncanny. ![]() In the logic of the film, these sounds could kill me in the logic of our reality, until a few months ago, even their breaths could do the same. All the ambient sounds-the crunch of popcorn, the squeak of tight jeans against vinyl seats, the whimper of anticipation-made me intimately conscious of the presence and closeness of fellow cinema-goers. The experience was personally emotional, yet I noted with irony how, in a film predicated on silence, I was made incredibly aware of how noisy a cinema is. ![]() ![]() Last week, when I saw A Quiet Place Part II, it was the first time in a long time I’d been in a theater or in any room with so many people. When I watched A Quiet Place in theaters, three years ago, like many I was unnerved by the weight of the horror film’s immersive, awful, world-shattering silence. ![]()
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