Review

The unfinished autobiographical work of filmmaker Richard P. Rogers, pieced together by his student Olch, uses meditative, obsessive narration layered over dreamy footage to create a portrait that transcends vanity, instead becoming a love letter to fading memory and the passage of time.

Richard Would Have Approved

Olch’s portrait of his late teacher will be preceded by Quarry, Rogers’s similarly paced twelve-minute black-and-white film about working-class youth in Quincy, Massachusetts, in the summer of 1967.