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Screenshot from “My Still Life With Andre

There’s an idea (I’m not sure if it’s original or well-circulated) that every conversation in the world is recorded, we just don’t have equipment that’s sensitive enough to playback or recreate the sound. It’s a neighbor (or the inverse uncle?) of the Observer Effect.

One of the most famous cinematic conversations of all-time is Wallace Shawn and Andre Gregory’s “My Dinner With Andre.” As maligned as it is loved, the film offers a more-or-less fixed-camera view of two men talking, for nearly two hours.

I’ve watched the film four or five times (in my 20s, 30s & 40s) and each viewing I see or hear something new — substantially new. This time, during Gregory’s musings on Findhorn, I began wondering about the table settings, specifically the motion that’s visible in the water and wine glasses.

Sure, they’re vibrating because Gregory is leaning-hard into the table with the force of a dynamic conversationalist, but at some small micro-level, the surfaces of water and wine (and the flicker of the candle’s flame) are also “recording” Shawn & Gregory’s conversation.

This fair-use supercut pursues the idea that in an audio-less future, we might be able to transcribe the film’s script from playing-back the ripples in Shawn & Gregory’s table glasses.

https://youtu.be/628EihwLAI4

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