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Lawrence of Arabia | David Lean | 1962
The Philadelphia Story (1940) Directed by George Cukor.
I give everything to other people and nobody ever… I never.. I don’t get what I want!
Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down) - Nancy Sinatra
coast…
Enter The Void
Happy Monday, slaves.
“This time he is close to her, he speaks to her. She welcomes him without surprise. They are without memories, without plans. Time builds itself painlessly around them.”
- La jetée (1962) Directed by Chris Marker
Bande à Part (1964)
…why make films?… Probably, I make films in order to tempt fate, to simultaneously be the most humiliated and, if only for a few moments, the freest person in the world. Because I despise stories, as they mislead people into believing that something has happened. In fact, nothing really happens as we flee from one condition to another. Because today there are only states of being - all stories have become obsolete and clichéd, and have resolved themselves. All that remains is time. …films are our only means of authenticating our lives. Eventually nothing remains of us except our films - strips of celluloid on which our shadows wander in search of truth and humanity until the end of time. I really don’t know why I make films. Perhaps to survive, because I’d still like to live, at least just a little longer….
Béla Tarr, March 1987 (via sovietmontage)