"Smoke", 1995 realizado por Paul Auster e Wayne Wang Auggie (Harvey Keitel) tira uma fotografia todos os dias, às 7 da manhã, da esquina da sua loja de Tabaco para a esquina oposta. Todos os dias, à mesma hora, com o mesmo angulo, durante 14 anos. Juntando-as posteriormente em arrumados catalogos pretos, armazenando mais de 4000 fotografias.
Aqui fica o soberbo diálogo entre Auggie e Paul quando este lhe mostra os seus catálogos.
Auggie: Just come to me. Ity’s my corner after all. I mean, it’s just one little part of the world, but things take place there, too, just like everywhere else. It’s a record of my little spot.
Paul: It’s kind of overwhelming.
Auggie: You’ll never get it if you don’t slow down, my friend.
Paul: What do you mean?
Auggie: I mean, you’re going too fast. You’re hardly even lookin’ at the pictures.
Paul: But... they’re all the same.
Agguie: They’re all the same, but each one is different from every other one. You got your bright mornings and your dark mornings. You got you summer light and you your autumn light. You got your weekdays and your weekends. You got your people in overcoats and galoshes… and you got your people in t-shirts and shorts. Sometimes the same people, same time different ones. Sometimes the different ones become the some and the same ones disappear. The Earth revolves around the sun, and every day, the light from the sun hits the Earth at a different angle.
Paul: Slow down, huh?
Auggie: That’s what I’d recommend. You know how it is. “Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow… time creeps on its petty pace.”
Paul: But... they’re all the same.
Agguie: They’re all the same, but each one is different from every other one. You got your bright mornings and your dark mornings. You got you summer light and you your autumn light. You got your weekdays and your weekends. You got your people in overcoats and galoshes… and you got your people in t-shirts and shorts. Sometimes the same people, same time different ones. Sometimes the different ones become the some and the same ones disappear. The Earth revolves around the sun, and every day, the light from the sun hits the Earth at a different angle.
Paul: Slow down, huh?
Auggie: That’s what I’d recommend. You know how it is. “Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow… time creeps on its petty pace.”
