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... people like me ..... Part 1C. in: Tenderness - On the trail of the killer. Russell Crowe - Det Cristfuoro. Director: John Polson 2006-08. Book: Emil Stern from the novel by Robert Cormier
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He pushes the chair higher. The leather creaks softly. He directs his attention immediately to a target.
section. We stand behind him and look to him to this point. The television. He is still running from last night. Any disaster movie.
section. The small bedroom . The sun shines a light stripe pattern through the blinds on the bed. One double bed. The floral bedspread is unaffected.
pink-hued walls, also cherry wood furniture, Kommödchen with odds and ends it. woman taste. You get the feeling things were arranged long ago so no one has since moved.
As our man in front of the mirror occurs to button up blue shirt for his officers, we first see his face.
A tired face.
Sad, weary, cheeks appear slightly swollen, the jaunty mustache with the ends pulled down like a long-forgotten sign of masculine self-assertion, which is left over in the face of earlier days.
Even his hair, really nice, thick and wavy, looks as if it were not actual possession of this man, like a wig, which was bought when their wealth nor adapted to the clamping force of a face, we do not see anymore.
The concern that we feel in it seems to expect no end.
He takes a tie, places it around.
section.
a mop of shiny parquet . Street shoes, legs in cloth trousers, a male hands. The camera moves slowly higher.
We recognize our man He wipes on the kitchen floor.
We feel he does so often, his movements are unhurried and with the quiet concentration with which we do things that are familiar to us, we have repeated a million times.
He is now dressed ready. The civil service is short-sleeved blue shirt. In a cream-colored sweater.
grotesque contrast between the domestic Housekeeper activity and his service weapon on your belt. Grotesque, the contrast between his uniform and the petty-bourgeois privacy of a kitchenette.
section. Later.
Two hands of a drawer full of videotapes. All are written by hand.
The friendly guitar music accompanies us again.
long shot. The man before the bureau.
We see his apartment. half-light from the window casts a long shadow. Gray carpeting, gray painted walls.
silent Furniture.
One wall is glare. The mirror wall enlarges the room and gives our company man: his reflection, a twin brother, as he correctly in the brown Jacket.
He goes into a squat, opens the next drawer.
section. Close up our man from the beginning. He bends over the drawers. He looks at once old. Had we not better, we would think he is crying. He does not cry. Er_sieht_nur_so_aus. (He just looks that way.) Discover
On Jacket surcharge we the tiny lapel pin that identifies him as a member of the police.
section.
a corridor, all in white. white walls, white radiators, white Linoleum Floor. We follow our man, we only see part of his back and the left hand. He wears a paper bag full of food.
section.
The man, it's Detective Cristofuoro, over. He is not running slow, you feel he has a goal. He looks almost as if he plows his way to meet the goal of internal resistance against an unknown. We feel a kind of wild determination, but also mortis. A rigid, which is necessary to do what he is doing.
His glance, the external environment, the people who go there and hasten, do not perceive. He is probably already thought in any room of the house.
section.
A television, video is the holiday. A young woman skirmished with a dolphin, embraces him, swims to the edge of the pool and flirts happily with the cameraman. The video is set to music, we hear a male voice, without a doubt, it is his Cristofuoros.
section. Close up his hands. To prepare Caprese . Despite the completely tell everyday movements, these hands about its owner.
The way he touches things the very long upper finger joints, tell us a bit of casual Sensibiliät, the targeted speed of movement of some mental alertness and responsiveness.
The camera moves slowly up to Cristofuoros head we have enough time to consider its embonpoint . Somehow - somehow fit the watch movements and the portly belly may not match. Strange. There 's some story.
The utensils of the second row indicate the hospital atmosphere, hygienic solution, disposable gloves, a box of gauze or cotton pads ...
He sprinkled pepper Salt on the Caprese.
medium close-up. Cristofuoro from behind.
All of a sudden he throws the rest of pepper on the shoulder, a gesture of living that you would not have expected him half an hour. re inconsistency. His back. Under the skin muscles seem to tighten, which can come in any case of a desk life (Which can not come from an office life). And then the service weapon. He has not filed here. She puts on a belt.
Man lustful screams heard from the TV.
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