There is a lot going on in this film. We have the awareness and representation of:
- generic codes, of the types of films that were churned out for popular consumption;
- the idea of the primitive spectator fooled by the cinematographic illusion who instead of merely suspending his disbelief, accepts the illusion as reality;
- the direct impact cinema had on the sensorium and the body;
- the intense identifications between characters and spectators;
- increasingly sophisticated editing and optical practices;
- the price of investment - here, it's violence when one's fantasy is rudely revealed as fantasy.
The flagrant rip-off of another film also shows the ambiguous status of the cinematic object at this stage--itself a reproduction, created by many hands and a hazily-understood technological magic, what claims can it have as an original, singular work of art?
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