from Mother, I
Scene 27. Int. Morning.
This is a scene of mental preparedness in which Pierre rehearses his resolve to follow his mother’s order: drink the infernal cup of debauchery to the very dregs or else... A scene marked by the 001e002>double helix of shame and a terrifying hunger for pleasure001e002>. Although nothing happens on the diegetic level—Pierre sunk in his chair—001e003>this mental interlude is the essence of the imaginary register, rich and feverish with fantastic images assailing the young man as if he were a blank slate, a celluloid screen001e003>. Il se fait son petit cinema. The interior reverie starts with Rhea’s striptease, which should be filmed all arms and legs, a slow liquid pan that loops back to the sluttish disorder Pierre encountered in his father’s library. In this self-con game, Pierre tries to outwit the very thing that scares him to death by pretending to succumb to the most detailed phantasms his febrile imagination spits up. 001e006>In accordance with libidinal economy’s strange sense of time, he’s cashing in on a pleasure check that hasn’t been issued yet.001e006> It will be the director’s challenge to 001e007>evidence the splendid copula between film and desire001e007>.