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Out of the cradle, endlessly rocking
I watched Intolerance via a TCM time-shift and was again very impressed. Once you get past the limitations of the day (1916) the complexity of this work emerges as a seamless whole. By the time we get to the last 15–20 minutes, the artifice of the various story lines disappears and the increased tempo of the cross-cutting just sweeps the viewer along to the conclusion.
I do feel that the coda could have been discarded.
ˇTime is not my master!
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