I just don’t know what I’m supposed to be.

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Le Bonheur, Agnés Varda, 1965

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Happiness (1965), directed by Agnès Varda

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Jean-Luc Godard - Une Femme Mariée (A Married Woman, 1964)

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"I’ve never felt so confused in my whole life."

L’Avventura (1960)

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Your hiding place isn’t watertight. Life trickles in everywhere, and you’re forced to react. No one asks if it’s true, if you’re genuine or false. Such questions matter only in the theatre, and hardly there either. 

Persona | dir. Ingmar Bergman (1966)

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Zizek.

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Teacher and student face each other, woman and man. Between them: heat, an insurmountable wall. The wall prevents them from climbing across and sucking out the other’s blood. Teacher and student are seething with love and a comprehensible desire for more love.

'The Piano Teacher' by Elfriede Jelinek

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As we walked, we talked and talked and talked about politics, about movies, and about why the French could never come close to producing a good rock band.

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No one would touch your sort, not even with gloves on.

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Wendy, Darling. Light of my life. I’m not gonna hurt ya.

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Top Of The Lake

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Slavoj Zizek on Bergman’s Persona

The Pervert’s Guide To Cinema (2006), dir. by Sophie Fiennes

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