This film may effectively have taken the highest spot away from ‘The Shawshank Redemption’ in my biggest movies checklist. I watched this video review after I saw the movie and it reminded me just how nice it was. We learn that Derrida watched numerous telly, liked gangster movies and swimming in the sea, and seems to have spent much of his twenties on the verge of a nervous breakdown, getting by on ‘special diets’, sleeping pills and anti-depressants (not, one suspects, fully unusually for college kids at the ENS).
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