Cinema is the ultimate pervert art. It doesn’t give you what you desire – it tells you how to desire.
The problem for us is not are our desires satisfied or not. The problem is how do we know what we desire.
Love feels like a great misfortune, a monstrous parasite, a permanent state of emergency that ruins all small pleasures.
I agree with Sophocles: the greatest luck is not to have been born – but, as the joke goes on, very few people succeed in it.