The film opened to much fanfare. It was a great popular success, the hero and heroine battling through poverty, disease, betrayal, to reach their apotheosis in a massive, exhausting bout of love of body and spirit.
The audience went away enchanted. Gradually their lives of poverty, disease, and betrayal seemed to them not quite real, certainly not as real as the film. There was only left, death.
That was still real.
[– after Slavoj Zizek]
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