In-der-Blog-sein

The House Next Door on Arnaud Desplechin's film Comment je me suis disputé... (ma vie sexuelle).

But, of course, despite its cast of academic types, My Sex Life... isn’t about the academic columbarium; while he does spout off at length, mostly about pussy, we never see or hear any of the work Paul does; the closest is his late rant that culminates: “It’s not Heidegger climbing some fucking mountain. No, it’s the girl’s face, it’s your fear, as you pull back the elastic, her belly … you see?”

Actually, Heidegger's more a reaching down in the abyss and feeling your way around kind of a guy.  ¶ 8:42 AM