I have long been fascinated by the power of absence. I hadn't known that this was one element that drew me towards Slow Cinema until I saw my first of a number of Lav Diaz' films, which so clearly play on the nature of the unseen, the present absence. More and more I also realise that my attraction towards this ghostly aesthetic probably stems from several holes in my family history, which I'm now seeking to clear up. There is always a reason for one's attraction to a piece of art, or a film, and often . . .
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