Heroes of the Flicks

In the monotonous grunting of the machine among the four walls with one movement of his hand heroes love hatred countries people situations words feelings of a world so close are getting alive only because he wants it actors directors sound and light operators are held in his hand in his readiness and his agility Only when he permits us to enter into the fantastic area of the cinema He is the lonely hermit in his kingdom They reveal him and he is revealed The film projectionist the unknown hero of cinema As none knows him and perhaps he knows nothing about himself