Category: Martin Scorsese

A lot of what I’m obsessed with is the relationship and the dynamics between people and the family, particularly brothers and their father.

The cinema began with a passionate, physical relationship between celluloid and the artists and craftsmen and technicians who handled it, manipulated it, and came to know it the way a lover comes to know every inch of the body of the beloved. No matter where the cinema goes, we cannot afford to lose sight of its beginnings.