Synopsis
A 24HR FILM THAT TELLS THE TIME
A 24-hour compendium of time-themed film clips, all synched to the time that appears on the clocks and watches within.
2010 Directed by Christian Marclay
A 24-hour compendium of time-themed film clips, all synched to the time that appears on the clocks and watches within.
Saw all 24 hours. The whole thing was just sublime, and I've only got some musings and observations:
• These characters do so many things with clocks. They start the clocks. They stop the clocks. They enter the clocks. They climb the clocks. They pull the clocks out of corpses. They kill using the clocks. They kill the clocks. They embrace the clocks. I was geniunely curious if someone would pull an American Pie with a clock.
• I knew the clips were edited together, but I wasn't expecting the editing to be so tight. During the busier segments, the seams between films are erased. One character enters a doorway and someone else comes out of another, or in a…
i watched this from 5-6am i want to die
anyway here's the movies i saw during:
constantine
shutter island
the big lebowski
yes man
the shining
citizen kane
vertigo
as good as it gets
good morning vietnam
fright night
"There's no clock!"
I was surprised by how often the time wasn't shown on screen and by how much filler there was (some of which worked better than others) but the child next to me sounded utterly betrayed.
Anyway, with that I have completed all 24 hours. Much like with cigarettes after Thank You For Smoking, I'll forever be hyper aware of clocks in films, and annoyed by any use of Big Ben as an establishing shot.
3:15am to 10:05am.
This almost-seven-hour stretch is full of people sleeping, waking up and going back to sleep, hitting the snooze button, oversleeping, and waking up feeling refreshed (including at least three clips where different women wake up next to Dermot Mulroney) and I really struggled because I didn't get any sleep before heading in to the cinema at 3am. But I made it through and look where I am now: at work. 😭
11:25pm to 3:25am.
Lots of scenes of people tossing and turning in bed, exclaiming about the lateness of the hour, swanning about in glamorous nightgowns, receiving mysterious phone calls, brooding, ruminating, or just generally getting up to no good. In other words, big mood.
2:18 PM---3:08 PM
What a hilarious, bizarre, beautiful, ridiculous, genius idea for a film.
Hey, another viewing I can back-date! Only watched half an hour or so, if memory serves (could be less, could be more - it was 10 years ago, after all), but it’s an installation piece so I say that counts, dammit. Part of LACMA’s “24 Hour Donut City” event where, for some reason, they accompanied the movie with free donuts for all.
All 24 hours. The complete cycle
“It's like as if all of time has unfolded before us so we can stand here and look out and scream fuck yeah!”
I wasn’t sure if I was going to have some profound revelation at the end of The Clock, but truth is that it doesn’t have a beginning or end. For me it ended with, fittingly, a train leaving the platform and that was that. Moments from Boyhood come to me a lot of the time in my day-to-day life so it’s no surprise that the quote above was my first thought walking out that dark room for the last time.
There wasn’t one second I didn’t enjoy watching. It never felt…
Usually I don't log partial watches, but in this case I'll make an exception. Ain't nobody got time for that.