As for the Photographer, He Had No Comment - Terrence Rafferty, NYT
"IN the scene that is in some peculiar way the climax of Michael Almereyda's fascinating new documentary, "William Eggleston in the Real World," Mr. Eggleston, a bespectacled, bemused-looking 60-ish man, says to Mr. Almereyda: "Whatever it is about pictures, photographs, it's just about impossible to follow up with words. They don't have anything to do with each other."
He is, in the gentlest possible manner, trying to deflect the filmmaker's persistent attempts to draw from him more telling reflections on photography, the elusive art of which he is, as it happens, one of the world's greatest living practitioners. (His 1976 exhibition at the Museum of Modern Art was a landmark: the museum's first one-man show of color photography.) Confronted with theory, metaphor - any kind of verbal formulation of his artistic activity - Mr. Eggleston politely but firmly digs in his heels: "Art, or what we call that," he continues, "you can love it and appreciate it, but you can't really talk about it. Doesn't make any sense."