Date: December 25, 2014
Destination: Christopher B. Smith Rafael Film
Center
Cost: $7.75 plus gas
(I ventured to NorCal for the Christmas holidays and did
some exploring a little further afield.)
The crumpled holiday wrappings were in the corner, the
Christmas Eve turkey had been made into tetrazzini, the socializing with
friends and family was winding down. After two days as a houseguest, I was
ready for a respite. I noticed the Rafael
Film Center earlier in the day while visiting the nearby San
Rafael Arcangel mission in downtown San Rafael. A documentary about the
National Gallery art museum in London was scheduled for that evening and I
couldn’t resist leaving the holiday gathering for a few hours of mental
stimulation to help banish the turkey-induced L-tryptophan coma. I’d visited
the National a few times in my twenties, and remembered that it showcased major
works of baroque art (Rubens, Rembrandt, Vermeer), a subject I had studied
briefly in college.

National Gallery
was made by acclaimed documentarian Frederick Wiseman, who at 85 has not lost his
clarity or insight. It explored every aspect of this whale of an institution,
from board meetings to applying the gold leaf on restored frames. The film also
examined a major exhibit on the works of Leonardo DaVinci. The camera leisurely
settled on shots of paintings by great masters, along with narrative from
docents and scholars. Some of the faces of the ordinary folks absorbing the art reflected their awe and appreciation, while others were clearly distracted. Being afforded the opportunity to see so
many extraordinary paintings blown up to movie-screen size made watching this
film three-hour film worthwhile. It was fascinating to learn the workings of
this iconic museum.
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