Rewatching The Conversation

There’s a scene roughly two-thirds through where Harry Caul sits in his apartment and the camera just waits on him. No music, no cut. The film trusts you to fill in the dread.

I keep coming back to that. Movies now feel allergic to silence, and the ones that aren’t tend to advertise it like a feature. The Conversation isn’t advertising anything. The silence is the point and the camera moves on when it’s done.

A small note for myself: stop skipping the quiet parts on rewatches.