Remember Harvey Keitel who plays Auggie in the movie "Smoke", who owns a tobacco shop in New York? One evening, as he’s closing up, Paul, a chainsmoking writer, runs up, hoping he’s not too late to still get some cigars.
Auggie lets him into the shop, and as he’s getting the cigars, Paul notices a 35mm camera sitting on the counter. He assumes another customer has left it behind, but Auggie tells him that it's his camera. He spends a little time each day taking photographs. In fact, there’s a little more to it than that; Auggie has a personal project and pursues it obsessively. Every day, at the same time each morning, he stands outside his shop and takes a photograph across the intersection.
Paul expresses interest; Auggie isn’t "just some guy who pushes coins across a counter". Soon the two of them are back at Auggie's place, having a beer, smoking (of course), and flipping through Auggie's fourteen albums. It turns out, he's been doing this for fourteen years straight and has accumulated more than 4,000 images of the same thing. He's never taken a vacation because he needs to get his shot.
Paul is amazed but also dismayed. Here’s the dialogue that follows:
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AUGGIE PAUL "What do you mean?"
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The plot of this movie drifts and swirls like smoke. Characters and subplots are deftly woven into a tapestry of stories and pictures which only slowly emerges to our view. This movie tries to convince us that reality doesn’t matter so much as aesthetic satisfaction. Each day passes as Auggie tries to teach us to notice the little details of life.
I've tried to follow Auggie's routine and take a photo each morning as I sit on the jetty with my first cup of tea of the day, but I might as well have taken just the ONE photo, after all, they are all the same from one day to the next: the same peaceful river, the same blue sky ...
Ooops, I spoke too soon! Two kayakers just whizzed by, too intend on getting where they're going to take in the tranquillity of the moment. But not so for me: I shall continue to savour this precious moment, today and tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow ...
Come back tomorrow for more of the same. It's my corner, after all!



