THE IMPOSSIBILITY OF PERFECTION

Kubrick was also apparently legendary as a perfectionist - though this is clearly not always the case given the number of continuity errors some of his works contain, such as the helicopter shadow mentioned earlier : it is apparently hotly debated by some due to Kubrick�s perfectionist nature, but it could be a simple error. On the other hand, Kubrick could be drawing our attention - albeit in a haphazard and ineffective manner - to the artifice of the experience we are about to witness, and also to the fact that we don�t, or shouldn�t, trust all that we see.

Throughout The Shining, objects of normal household uses take on, slowly, but surely, an altogether more sinister tone. A typewriter becomes the first visible sign of Jack�s psychosis. A child�s tricycle becomes the vehicle by which Danny unwittingly stumbles onto the scene of a murder. A tennis ball becomes an invitation to an obscene attack. A fire axe becomes a murder weapon. A mirror becomes a window into an alternate reality. It is the very banality of these objects that makes the Overlook so threatening, the intention by which the ordinary becomes the dangerous, the comforting the threatening, and in such a slow and precise manner that the true intentions of these objects only become apparent too late, it seems, to head off these apparently unstoppable events.

The nature of this opening sequence is to present a seemingly normal scene, yet present it in a disconcerting fashion - cars are parked and abandoned at seemingly random places - a stationary limo just before the tunnel, parked halfway up the mountain, for example, unusual camera moves (such as the shift from one view to another, from grass to snow, etc) seem to add an otherworldly, disjointed look to this scene, as if things are incoherent, and that transitions are not always linear or related, jump-cutting from one scene to another later in the same sequence of events whilst missing out the connecting action : from grass to snow, from rising in the bath to suddenly standing up and walking far away from it, and back again.

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