Paris Review – On The Road Again, Robert Moor.

“A dirt road scrolls beneath a pair of huarache sandals. In a flash, it
turns from moonlit to sunlit, and the pebbly dirt smoothes to bleached,
cracked concrete. The shot lingers three or four beats longer than it
should, the camera gliding over the road as the sandals flop and their
owner huffs. Cue title card. This sequence—the opening shots of Walter
Salles’s wildly uneven, flickeringly vivid new film adaptation of On The Road—foregrounds
the oft-overlooked double entendre nested in the novel’s title: it is
both a romantic portrait of life “on the road” and a ruminative
discourse on roads. Later in the film occurs a similar shot,
this time of the highway’s surface streaking by like a meteor shower, as
Sal Paradise intones: “The purity of the road. The white line in the
middle of the highway unrolled and hugged our left front tire as if
glued to our groove. And zoom went the car, and we were off again, to
California.”

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via Paris Review – On The Road Again, Robert Moor.

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