Deep in my heart I know I've lied

Twenty years ago, Rick Moody wrote “The Creature Lurches from the Black Lagoon,” an account of the shifting moods he felt as he witnessed the making of the film adaptation of his novel The Ice Storm. Among his complaints, couched in genuine gratitude for the film and its makers, were the clumsy difficulties that movies have historically had in capturing a first person point-of-view, by nature a subjective, interior, inward gazing experience. He gives as an example the cheesy “point of view” shot...