"...I don't like your manners."

"I'm not crazy about yours," I said. "I didn't ask to see you. You sent for me. I don't mind your ritzing me or drinking your lunch out of a Scotch bottle. I don't mind your showing me your legs. They're very swell legs and it's a pleasure to make their acquaintance. I don't mind if you don't like my manners. They're pretty bad. I grieve over them during the long winter evenings. But don't waste your time trying to cross-examine me."

Marlowe via Chandler, The Big Sleep

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The Netflix queue:

Jan Svankmajer - Alice
Wim Wenders - Der Himmel über Berlin
Emir Kusturica - Underground
Bernardo Bertolucci - Ultimo tango a Parigi
Martin Scorsese - Kundun
Roland Joffe - Vatel
Fritz Lang - M
Federico Fellini - Giulietta degli spiriti
Volker Schlondorff - Die Blechtrommel
Michelangelo Antonioni - L'Avventura
Federico Fellini, Rossella Falk, Sandra Milo - 8 1/2
Jean-Luc Godard - Alphaville, une étrange aventure de Lemmy Caution
Jean-Luc Godard - À bout de souffle