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But I recognize the self who has just done something horrible, like a sister I've casually met on the street. Hello, Sister.

I read that private life is a stage, only I'm playing in many parts that are smaller than me, and yet I still play them. I suffer, I believe, I am.

But at the same time, I know there's a third possibility, like cancer, or madness. But cancer or madness contort reality. The possibility I'm talking about pierces reality.

I'm unable to say it, maybe. Maybe it's impossible to say, maybe I'm too stupid. You're looking at me as if...

I'm the maker of my own evil.

POSSESSION 1981, dir. Andrzej Żuławski

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Far, Far from Land. Kristen McMenamy. Photographed by Tim Walker. W Magazine.

“The Little Mermaid?” Short film by Tim Walker for W Magazine Featuring Kristen McMenamy

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Beauty and the Beast.

Tim Walker: Kate Moss styled by Jacob K for Vogue Italia, 2015

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Susan Alexandra (Sigourney) Weaver by Helmut Newton for Vogue Italia, 1983.

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L'Officiel Paris, September 1993. Photographed by Hiromasa.

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Sarah Moon, Le Petit Chaperon Noir.

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She runs to the station. It is already too late.

So she stands. She stands in the middle of the pavement. She waits and she shouts. "Who wants my matches, who wants my matches!" Cars splash her with muddy snow. She starts to sing.

In the middle of a laid table, she sees a goose, a grey goose, a fork planted in its chest. The cutlery is set for the whole troop, the napkin flies, glasses shine, the music plays through the loudspeakers, like in better days...

She opens her eyes and looks at bits of burnt wood.

On this same night it began to snow again.

The lights went on...

Sarah Moon, Circus.

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Melissandre and Adèle Cartier at Paris Salon

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NymphOrchidea by Adele Cartier at Paris Salon

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The Substance (2024) dir. Coralie Fargeat // Robert Mappelthorpe - "White Gauze," 1984 // The Substance // Orphan Black 2x06 - "To Hound Nature in Her Wandering" // Dead Ringers (2023) - "One" // Jose Saramago, Cain // Dead Ringers (2023) - "Six" // Hilma af Klint, "The Swan, no 1," 1914-15 // Diedrick Brackens - "the rhythm of consent," together our shadows make a single belly, 2022 // Black Swan (2010) dir. Darren Aronofsky // Dead Ringers (1988) dir. David Cronenberg // Mary Shelley, Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus // The Royal Ballet's Frankenstein (2016) // Xolo Cuintle - "Xolo & Cuintle," 2020 // Auguste Rodin - "Christ and the Magdalen," c. 1894 // Anne Carson, Nox

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Maria Carla Boscono for Perfect Magazine Issue Pin-Up 8. Shot by Willy Vanderperre and styled by Katie Grand.☆•°~♡

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#trouble every day #claire denis #film #just watched

Béatrice Dalle in Trouble Every Day (2001)

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Mathilda Gvarliani for Vogue Netherlands // December 2022

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You're pissed off, and you're scared, and you feel alone, and you don't know what to do with it all, it's fine. If you wanna go at yourself with that, I can't stop you. I think you got used to being locked up and invisible and alone, and now you're out in the world... And you're seeing yourself for the first time, and that's freaking you out. But you know what, it's fucking me up too, okay? I feel like I'm seeing myself too. That's how this works.

Bones and All (2022) // dir. Luca Guadagnino

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I can't stay. My Cairo jacket is too thin for this climate. It seems Europe will never let me rest. Too tired right now even to wonder what happened.

Lars von Trier - The Element of Crime (1984)

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“You want to wake up… But it is not possible.” One only, after a pause, gets silent simple credits, still on black. This is the ‘final’ instalment of the therapy: Because now one really regrets what desire one had for the world to end. Your wish has been fulfilled: and it isn’t what you had hoped for. You wish that the world could go on. You wish that their lives could go on, that there could be a Part 3, and 4, and on and on… But it is not possible.

The lights come on. Awareness grows that there is a world here / out there. How wonderful, that you can stand up, breathe, talk with or touch your friends with whom you came to see the film, go out into the wide world: you are not stuck forever in a ghastly dream of reason/unreason … The film delivers you back into life, with an enhanced capacity to live and feel, to be.

Only, of course: it is. For here you are! Still alive. In a place of voluntary ‘retreat’, but waking up slowly to the world again. In this sense, Melancholia is in the end a film ‘about’ the experience of watching a film like this: it is self-reflexive, as any major therapeutic work must be.

An Allegory of a ‘Therapeutic’ Reading of a Film: Of MELANCHOLIA