
Lucy Raven
LUCY RAVEN
EVERY CHRIS MARKER FILM I’ve seen I’ve watched, at least the first time, on a burned DVD, the titles Sharpied on by one friend or another in my loose Chris Marker Appreciation Society. These discs were given to me over drinks or sent through the mail; sometimes I swapped copies of films I’d already gotten hold of. Not long ago, I watched a fuzzed-out, samizdat copy of one of my favorite Marker filmshis early, hour-long essay called Letter from Siberia (1957).
The things I’d remembered most clearly about that film were its incredible (and incredibly funny) animation sequences, made