That iron man was born like me
And he was once an ardent boy:
He must have felt in infancy
The glory of a summer sky.
“A film is made of so many disparate elements; it possesses such resources, such a wealth of combination and composition, that it can lead to an infernal mess. Happily, at some point you come up against what can be called an internal necessity.”
Robert Bresson
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