The power of sound in film has never been better exemplified than in the 1979 film “Norma Rae.” The scene forever branded into mind is near the end, when a defiant (and Oscar-winning) Sally Field scrawls out a message on a piece of cardboard, then stands atop a table, holding the sign up for everybody in the sweatshop to see, slowly pivoting 360. One by one, the gratingly loud mill machines – which have tormented our ears every time we are here – are turned off until, at long last, utter silence fills the shop. The message she scrawled out of course was: “I have a f*cking migraine.”
BILL
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