a glimpse of a work in progress
The camera stops moving a few feet before them but the jokes are unheard; the only sound at the moment is the noise of the film projector ticking again. He then pauses for a moment, look towards the camera but doesn’t really seem to see it. It’s as if he’s looking straight through it at something else. He’s not laughing anymore. The camera starts moving and passes next to him as he stares at it while everyone else is just laughing. It goes through the corridor now, passes the first, second, third rooms, and finally turns left to enter room 207.