“Style over substance” is one of cinema’s laziest insults. It assumes that style is decoration, that substance is depth, that the two can be peeled apart like shell and kernel. But cinema is not literature in disguise. It is an art of surfaces: light, rhythm, color, sound, the textures that move us before plot orContinue reading “Style Over Substance? Cinema’s Four Dialects of Surface”
My World of Interiors 