Without looking it up, what do you think?

Once, when I was 24, I was at a test screening in Stockholm for a documentary I was involved with. We had gathered a group of filmmakers and were watching the film together at a small private cinema in Hornstull. At the critique session afterward, I made several suggestions for changes to the editor. I felt perceptive and attuned to what could bring the film alive. Later, when we went over the notes in the cutting room I noticed something: every change I proposed had been voiced by someone else right before me. I had taken their observation and repeated it, often with more force and less nuance. Seeing my behavior in the notes from the session made me feel exposed, ashamed. It felt like such a man thing to do. I must have had some personal reaction to that screening, surely? But I have no idea what it was: I have lost it in the soil of my mind. I have covered it with what I heard others say, and it would be hard work to excavate it. I’m not sure why hearing what others think should cov

Once, when I was 24, I was at a test screening in Stockholm for a documentary I was involved with. We had gathered a group of filmmakers and were watching the film together at a small private cinema in Hornstull. At the critique session afterward, I made several suggestions for changes to the editor. I felt perceptive and attuned to what could bring the film alive. Later, when we went over the notes in the cutting room I noticed something: every change I proposed had been voiced by someone else right before me. I had taken their observation and repeated it, often with more force and less nuanc