It seems to me that to be pure a film must, above all, refuse to mingle what is false with what is true. With this single condition, the cinema is a powerful machine. It can crush. I believe it is uniquely suited to painting the nuances of the heart and the soul, but that’s another question which will lead us too far astray.
“Had I not yoyoed away my time in school reading Herodotus, Saint-Simon, Rilke, and Owen Wister, seeking answers to the mystery of personality and the riddle of history, I would not have failed to become an intelligent and informed buyer of goods and services. It’s as simple as that.”
Donald Barthelme | “Down the Line with the Annual”