"I went in; I closed the door. I sat down on the bed. Blackest space extended before me. I was not in this blackness, but at the edge of it, and I confess that it is terrifying. It is terrifying because there is something in it which scorns man and which man cannot endure without losing himself. But he must lose himself" - Maurice Blanchot, Death Sentence

Day of The Outlaw - 1959 - Andre DeToth

Buffet Froid - 1979 - Bernard Blier

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