It is clear to me that Claude Lanzmann's Shoah (1985) would never make it into a Slow Cinema list. Perhaps, it shouldn't be. Perhaps, it should simply remain a film apart from the rest in order to preserve its sheer monumentality. And truth be told, it might not feel like a slow film at all. It certainly feels different from the Béla Tarrs, from the Apichatpong Weerasethakuls, from the Pedro Costas of the world. Nevertheless, I would like to jot down some notes and try to establish a to me inevitable . . .

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