"Whence the love of ruin. And the fact that the scopic pulsion, voyeurism itself, is always on the lookout for the originary ruin. A narcissistic melancholy, a memory—in mourning—of love itself. How to love anything other than the possibility of ruin? Than an impossible totality?"— Jacques Derrida “What impressive moments we’ve lived tonight! Rise up, [...]

"Boredom of the ceremonial scenes depicted in historical paintings, and boredom in general. Boredom and museum. Boredom and battle scenes." — Proust The museum is the accumulation of ruins and culture, culture in ruins, which is to say in one word, history. There, ambiguity reigns: one is at a loss as to the whether all [...]

Cinema can have love and often at first sight. But justice is something cinema cannot frame. It is always outside the frame. Cinema is inept also in that it cannot keep up with the devaluation of time and the shrinking of space. The very industrial revolution that gave rise to cinema is destroying both. The [...]

Connaissez-vous quelque chose de plus outrageusement fécal que l'histoire de dieu et de son être: Satan [...]? Do you know anything more insultingly fecal than the history of god and of his being: Satan? - Antonin Artaud, Théâtre de la cruauté Whether he is ha-Sataan (הַשָׂטָן) the accuser, or el-Shaytan (الشيطان) the adversary, Satan is [...]