Monthly Archives: September 2019

The iPhone 11 Pro

Profound implications for camera makers.

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Ugly as sin – Steve must be spinning in his grave.

Yes, the price of the new iPhone 11Pro, just introduced, is high. Yes, the ergonomics are as awful as they were with iPhone 1 back in 2007. The on/off switch remains opposite the shutter button, making sure you turn off the camera when you most need it. And yes, the absence of a proper viewfinder in bright light makes framing a hit-or-miss proposition. And yes, the device is sprouting ugly faster than the pig in the Oval Office, with its three clunky lenses and increasingly confusing menu structure.

But take a moment to read the specifications and compare them with your advanced MFT or FF camera:

And don’t forget the always on GPS so you always know where your snap was taken. And the cell phone. And the internet. And email. And Messaging. And Google Maps. And all those stupid games. Your camera does none of those.

When I started with MFT one of the primary appeals was that you could get close to FF quality without FF bulk. This was especially true when it came to the size of lenses, something which has always made a nonsense of the ‘in between’ APS-C interchangeable lens format whose lenses are scarcely smaller than their FF counterparts. I transitioned to MFT with the superb Panasonic G1 a decade ago. As a replacement for the film Leica M it was a street snapper’s dream. Better definition, finer grain, lots of images on one card, great lens range and size and bulk comparable to the exemplar of film rangefinder cameras. Later upgrades saw the Panasonic G3 replace the G1 and finally the GX7 which is the ultimate Leica M replacement, with its truly silent electronic shutter and Leica M form factor.

But now the iPhone, with its multiple lenses covering most of what a photographer needs – wide, standard, modest telephoto – looks set to obsolete the MFT system in a much smaller package. FF? At the high end for sports snappers and journalists needing ‘street cred’ (who is going to take you seriously if the iPhone is your camera of choice?) it’s likely to survive, albeit with a minuscule and falling market share.

Price of the new iPhone 11? $1,000 with 64gB, which compares with $600 for iPhone 1 in July, 2007, with its crappy 2mp camera. Inflate that at 4% annually and you get $960 and the new iPhone has a larger, better screen, eight times the memory and is several orders of magnitude faster. So while $1,000 sounds like a lot, I prefer to think that $600 back on 2007 was really expensive. I know. I bought one.

Robert Frank is dead

The passing of an angry man.



Since first encountering his work as a teenager, I have always thought it must have been awful to be Robert Frank. I mean, how could anyone go through life so angry with so much contempt for the country which opened its arms to him? He was free to leave, after all. All he saw in America was the bad, the way those who chose not to compete and improve themselves were self-imposed failures. That’s not the America that this penniless immigrant (actually, less than penniless, as I borrowed $4,000 from my US employer on arrival) found in 1977. And what I found was a nation with abundant optimism and opportunities galore for those who cared to sign the front of a check, not the back. For those who put their hands to work rather than parading with them outstretched, palm up, America was paradise.

I wrote about Frank’s work a long time ago here and yes, while you should have his book ‘The Americans’ on your shelf, its content should be viewed with considerable skepticism.

Frank just died and the New York Times, predictably, eulogized him.

The Young Girls of Rochefort

Eye candy.

Jacques Démy followed up his unique movie of 1964 The Umbrellas of Cherbourg with the no less enjoyable The Young Girls of Rochefort in 1967.

Where the earlier musical is deeply dramatic under its layer of song, the later one is about nothing else but joy. Joy in performance, joy in dance, joy in color and, most especially, joy in two of the most beautiful French women ever given us by the silver screen.

Those two women are, again, Catherine Deneuve, and her biological sister François Dorléac, who tragically died just a couple of years later in a car crash at an unfairly young 25. Where Deneuve is all cool, remote beauty, Dorléac is warmth and charm and that indefinable something found only in the French.

Here are some images from this very special piece of eye candy, from a magnificent BluRay restoration by Criterion:



Dorléac is simply gorgeous.


George Chakiris of West Side Story fame and Michel Piccoli are the male leads.


At 45 minutes something magical happens. Gene Kelly joins the cast.


Pastel colors throughout jump off the screen.


It does not get better than this.


The dance scenes in the square are the most complex I have seen.


The sisters put on a couple of drop dead performances.


Renoir, anyone?


Dorléac’s pleated dress is to die for.


As Dorléac tracks down Kelly who has found her lost music score,
Michel Legrand delivers a stunning piano concerto to complete the scene.


A dream couple, and Kelly still very much has it.


The finale. Everyone dances in the movie.


If Hollywood can claim to do one thing better than any other it’s the musical. Démy takes on the best and proves that he is fully up to the challenge.

There is no English version available, though it was allegedly made at the same time. French is all you need or want.

Viewfinders

We have never had it so good.

My first ‘serious’ camera was a Leica M3. Originally marketed in 1953, it came with an optical viewfinder with a central rectangle for focusing. This rectangle superimposed a second image, its coordinates determined by the subject distance. When the lens was focused on this subject distance the two images fused into one and the subject was in sharp focus. The experience was binary – there was simply no doubt about sharp or unsharp, such was the genius of the design. Leicas had long used optical rangefinders but the one in the M3 was the first to incorporate the rangefinder image into the viewfinder and the first to have crisp edges to that rangefinder image. Heretofore, the finder on the earlier screw mount Leicas was separate and, frankly, pretty awful. The M3 added icing to the cake by including an illuminated frameline to accurately define the subject area.

There was but one thing to complain about and that was that the 50mm finder frame was too thick with rounded edges and did not disappear when 90mm or 135mm lenses were mounted. These actuated the relevant frame lines but the one for the 50mm remained stubbornly in place. An otherwise uncluttered finder lost some of its minimalist appeal. I suppose there was one other complaint which was that use of the ultimate street snapper focal length, the 35mm, required either a separate finder (ugh!) or a version of the Summaron/Summicron/Summilux with the attached ‘goggles’, an auxiliary finder set designed by Rube Goldberg and about as elegant as that man’s inventions.

So Leica went one better and made the Leica M2 which for decades was my street snapper of choice. The M2, conceived as a ‘bargain’ M body (maybe the ultimate contradiction in terms, because it was still exceptionally costly) absolutely nailed it. The finder was now 0.72x rather than 0.91x in magnification, the frame lines were slim, rectangular sidelines and the focal lengths were the more useful 35/50/90 combination. No auxiliary finder lens device was required with 35mm lenses and the body + lens combination now handled like a dream.

The ‘bargain’ M quickly became the photojournalist’s body of choice. Best of all, attach any of those three focal lengths and all you would see was the framelines for that lens and that magnificent central rangefinder focusing rectangle. This was a perfect as the Leica M finder got. Later versions added clutter with multiple framelines visible at one time and cheapening of the rangefinder’s design saw to it that the focusing rectangle would flare out uselessly into the sun. Try focusing an M6 against the light and you will see.



The left opening is for the rangefinder image, the central one is the
frame line illuminator and the finder itself is on the right. The cam
roller which actuates the split image is visible atop the lens opening.

Now the Leica’s viewfinder was useless for very wide or telephoto lenses, and the growing popularity of these optics saw to it that the SLR would wrest primacy from the Leica. You could mount 20mm, 18mm, even 15mm wides on your Nikon F SLR and see the image through the lens. And 200, 400 or even 1000mm telephotos were just the ticket. But for low light snapping with the fastest manual focus possible, no SLR challenged the Leica M for speed.

Then a couple of technological developments happened. Building on Leica’s Correfot autofocus system (developed in 1976, Leica abandoned it, to their eternal shame) the Japanese developed/stole autofocusing and suddenly the subpar focus experience of the SLR was no more. Point the central rectangle at the area of interest, half depress the shutter button and critical focus was assured. Low light shooting with slower lenses was now easy and the benefits of Leica’s magnificent optical viewfinder started to fade. Then in 2008 Panasonic introduced the G1 which abandoned the SLR’s flapping mirror and clunky pentaprism, opting for an electronic viewfinder. This was like a small TV screen inside the body and its benefits were immediately obvious.

First you truly saw the exposure for the first time in a viewfinder. Mount a manual lens on the body and as you cranked the diaphragm to ever smaller apertures the image automatically maintained brightness as the circuitry cranked up the gain. Just like the brightness control on your TV, but automatic. Now you could not only see in the dark, you cold also focus in it and I jumped at the opportunity.

Sure, the G1 abandoned the 24mm x 36mm full frame of the Leica, substituting the seemingly minuscule 12mm x 18mm instead, but the quality was more than adequate and later sensors and electronic finders only made matters better, so much so that now EVFs are the happening thing in both FF and MFT bodies. Response times continue falling and we are now close to the point where EVFs can serve as well in live action ‘pan and scan’ snapping as the Nikon F of yore.

When it comes to finders, photographers have never had it so good.

My street snapper of choice is the now obsolete Panasonic G7, updated with the latest 12-35mm pro zoom. It mimics the body shape of the Leica M in an even smaller package and the electronic shutter is truly silent when activated. The only sound is the slight susurrus of the diaphragm stopping down if the lens is not at full aperture, and only the photographer can hear it. I have no use for the rear screen ‘finder’ or for the traditional focal plane shutter with all its attendant noise. Perfection.



The ultimate street outfit. Two Panny GX7s, 12-35 and 45-200
zooms, along with an inexpensive and excellent Rokinon fish-eye.