The culture of independent film criticism has totally gone down the drain and this seems to come with the territory of the consumer age that we are now living in.

The more opinions you have, the less you see.

Photographs put time into such a perspective. They humble us and our selfish memories.

It's very hard to find critics or a magazine today that will publish material that is genuinely independent and written without any concern about being cut off some distributor's list or not be invited or flown into screenings.

In books they don't have deleted scenes, like with DVDs. You could have your deleted scene in a book as well!

Everything is entertainment; criticism is now entertainment and it seems that the French directors have woken up one day and suddenly realised that they were not backed up any more.

Final cut is overrated. Only fools keep insisting on always having the final word. The wise swallow their pride in order to get to the best possible cut.