Story cover for La Jetée (El muelle) by HannadeGaos
La Jetée (El muelle)
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Ongoing, First published Feb 03, 2019
Esta chulada de 1963, está compuesta casi por completo de fotogramas. Se trata de una reflexión conmovedora y filosófica sobre la memoria, la pérdida y el destino humano, permeada con una sensación de nostalgia.
Después de la tercera guerra mundial, el protagonista se ve obligado por sus captores científicos a viajar al pasado y a un futuro más "perfecto. En un emotivo gesto de destrucción, el protagonista decide regresar a nuestra era, donde aún hay plantas, niños, y mujeres "reales".
Por otra parte me parece súper creativo el montaje de los fotogramas con fades y zooms. La única secuencia en movimiento es una oda fílmica al amor humano. 
Es bien interesante la manera en la que Chris Marker da visibilidad de la "conciencia feliz" de la sociedad burguesa, su trabajo se trata de una defensa subversiva de la imperfección humana y el romanticismo como antídotos contra la tecnología y el conformismo totalitario. Después de verla, seguro algo cambiará.  

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