Perhaps Our Eyes Are Merely

All Of [the] Activities Here Have A Surreptitious End-of-the-world Feel To Them:... These Joggers Sleepwalking In The Mist Like Shadow's Who Have Escaped From Plato's Cave

We Shall Never Resolve The Enigma Of The Relation Between The Negative Foundations Of Greatness And That Greatness Itself.

There Are Only A Few Images That Are Not Forced To Provide Meaning, Or Have To Go Through The Filter Of A Specific Idea.

The Obese Is In A Total Delirium. For He Is Not Only Large, Of A Size Opposed To Normal Morphology: He Is Larger Than Large. He No Longer Makes Sense In Some Distinctive Opposition, But In His Excess, His Redundancy.

The Most Embarrassing Part Of The Film Is That The New Problem Posed By Simulation Is Confused With Its Classical, Platonic Treatment ... The Matrix Is Surely The Kind Of Film About The Matrix That The Matrix Would Have Been Able To Produce.