chapter  34
Beatriz Colomina
Excerpts from ‘The Split Wall: Domestic Voyeurism’
Pages 7

There is an interior in the detective novel. But can there be a detective story of the interior itself, of the hidden mechanisms by which space is constructed as interior? Which may be to say, a detective story of detection itself, of the controlling

look, the look of control, the controlled look. But where would the traces of the look be imprinted? What do we have to go on? What clues?