YESTERDAY’S POST (missed because of Celebrity Master Chef – beyond the final frontier)

Controlled space, dark and mysterious, a maze. Corridors like crime scenes, dead ends, doors that say: Do not enter. The anxiety of the threshold. Screens like jewelled shrines. Sometimes whole banks of monitors. From movie spectacular to wedding video. Focus on those anonymous film studio extras hired to fill backspace and not draw attention to themselves: the young woman in ankle socks who walks from right to left in The Big Sleep while Humphrey Bogart crosses the street; what became of her?