I read something by [Jorge Luis] Borges where he spoke of a man who wanted to create a world. So he created houses, provinces, valleys, rivers, tools, fish, lovers, and then at the end of his life he notices that this ‘patient labyrinth is none other then his own portrait.’ I had quite this same feeling in the middle of Pierrot [le fou].
☛Jean-Luc Godard (b. 1930)
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