In his sublime short film New York, NY (1986), Raymond Depardon speaks in a voice-over that could almost be verse: "I came to New York to make a film. From afar it all seemed clear. Every day at the same hour I went out with my camera. It was winter and the days were short. The light escaped me every evening, swallowed by the night. I would stop in a café. And watch the people in the street returning home after work. Then I went back to my hotel room. I couldn’t film the city. It was too powerful, my thoughts were elsewhere."
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