When everything was ready for my death, I began to write of what I know precisely, which you’ve never understood, knowing you would never understand … I have made a film out of your absence.
L’homme atlantique
5.3
7
1981-11-25
When everything was ready for my death, I began to write of what I know precisely, which you’ve never understood, knowing you would never understand … I have made a film out of your absence.
