(Alphaville, une étrange aventure de Lemmy Caution, Jean-Luc Godard, 1965)
“What the place lacks in windows it makes up for doors: there are infinite recessions of white, Alphavillean hallways”. (CC, p. 23, June 3 entry).
“I have been walking the corridors, corridors, corridors”. (CC, p. 66, June 15 entry).
Louis Sacchetti and the other inmates in Camp Archimedes are given physical confinement and mental liberty. What is best than a solitary confinement, a place so small that the prisoner inside it is barely able to move? The answer is: a place with infinite passageways, infinite doors, infinite corridors, where the prisoner may flee forever without ever leaving the prison itself. (There would be only one prison better than this: the desert, the labyrinth without walls in Jorge Luis Borges’ parable: “…my labyrinth, in which you won’t have stairs to ascend, nor tiresome corridors to explore, nor walls to block your way” (“The Two Kings and the Two Labyrinths”).
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