10:35 to 12:15

This is so much more than a supercut of clocks. It’s part experiment, part puzzle, part film criticism, part film history, part film essay. It’s often funny and occasionally exciting, even though it is just an assemblage of scenes that correspond to the exact time of day it is when you are watching it. It exposes how many movies rely on ticking clocks and deadlines for excitement — and how every movie in every genre from every country starring every actor who ever lived is united by one constant: Time.

This might have been the fastest 100 minutes I have ever spent in a theater (or a room in MoMA filled with clunky Ikea couches). If I didn’t have a job and responsibilities I would have sat there until MoMA kicked me out. (And if MoMA didn’t kick me out, I would have gladly sat there for the whole 24 hours.)

Sadly, I had to leave to do some work and pick up my kids from school. The scene as I was leaving was some kind of horrible traffic accident from a film I didn’t recognize. Then Humphrey Bogart was looking out a window at the accident somehow. I left, the film kept going. Time marches on.

More on this amazing object at ScreenCrush, where yesterday I wrote about Squid Game beef jerky. LOL.