“The electric stupidity of my ego flow isn’t something I’m enough of a writer to inject into narrative. The reality of my position – this blunt, naked reality – I’m a clumsy filmmaker, can’t grasp the awful selfishness of its cinematography.

“If you were to recite the true tafsir of my false doctrine, you’d apostatize yourself from me right away. It hits you like a Freudian brick to the face, this penultimate existence: creepy, needy, grasping, greedy, slimy, sleezy, aggressive, tired and cynical, nothing-better-to-say, fat and old … Moi!”


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