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Culled from grainy, homespun reels of a married, middle-aged couple, Tscherkassky's "Happy-End" (1996) begins joyously. The camera stands at a distance, watching the giggling couple toast one another and the camera, dressed in their finest as a modest Christmas tree perches in the corner and traditional Austrian music plays in the background. Variations on that scene are shown, successive years of the same sweet celebration. But as Tscherkassky quickens the time between edits, the innocuousness of those immediate images mutates into something more sinister. Bottle after bottle is uncorked, a little wine is spilt, the woman's dancing seems less lighthearted, more maniacal. By the last reel, the champagne has lost its fizz, the kindly couple has turned pathetic and monstrous -- and all because of some jump cuts, a few superimpositions, and that damned repetition. It's a thrilling instruction in audience manipulation.
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