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I Believe In The Autobiographical Concept Only To The Degree That I Am Able To Put Onto Film All That's Passing Through My Head At The Moment Of Shooting.

I'm More Or Less Skeptical About Marriage, Because Of Family Ties, Relations Between Children And Parents - It's All So Depressing.

Take Einstein; Wasn't He Looking For Something Stable And Changeless In This Enormous, Constantly Changing Melting Pot That Is The Universe? He Sought Fixed Rules. Today, Instead, It Would Be Helpful To Find All Those Rules That Show How And Why The Universe Is Not Fixed - How This Dynamism Develops And Acts. Then Maybe We Will Be Able To Explain Many Things, Perhaps Even Art, Because The Old Instruments Of Judgment, The Old Aesthetics, Are No Longer Of Any Use To Us - So Much So That We No Longer Know What's Beautiful And What Isn't.

The Photographer In Blow-up, Who Is Not A Philosopher, Wants To See Things Closer Up. But It So Happens That, By Enlarging Too Far, The Object Itself Decomposes And Disappears. Hence There's A Moment In Which We Grasp Reality, But Then The Moment Passes. This Was In Part The Meaning Of Blow-up.

All The Characters In My Films Are Fighting These Problems, Needing Freedom, Trying To Find A Way To Cut Themselves Loose, But Failing To Rid Themselves Of Conscience, A Sense Of Sin, The Whole Bag Of Tricks.