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May 4, 2006


That's how I felt reading Tilda Swinton's keynote address at the San Francisco International Film Festival.

Swinton's words fit the very form my thoughts and feeling so often do, but with all the precision of elucidation I never quite manage.

Thanks to Scott Macaulay and David Hudson and everyone else who's already linked to it.

Posted by David Lowery at May 4, 2006 11:23 PM


Thanks a lot for posting it, David, I was totally unaware of its existence - and as you: I'm awstruck, and glad to have read it. Now begins spreading the link around over here in my country.

Posted by: Karsten at May 5, 2006 4:52 PM

Everyone—every filmmaker or dreamer NEEDS to read this.

...moved beyond comprehension....

Posted by: Yusef Svacina at May 7, 2006 11:28 AM