i be a pretty old dude and old enough to remember the taste of oreo and coke a they be 50 55 year ago and when every taste for a kid be fresh . i wish i have somehow set some aside then be some magical suspend locker and so that i could taste those thing today . this magical locker might even have adjust the fabric of the food to account for how i have drift and physically and otherwise and a sort of dynamic chemistry of expectation . over the half century and they would have have to adjust quite a bit and because you see i would have know that i set them aside . eat one now would be a celebration of self and past and and story and and sense that would almost make the intervening year an anticipated reward . i do not have enough sense to do that with original coke . and i couldn not have invent one of those magical psychic locker  not then . but i do something almost a good . in the seventy and i really tune into roman polanski . he be a strange and exotic pleasure  you know and movie smuggle out of the soviet block . movie so sensitive to beauty that you cry for week afterward . movie that make you want to live with polish woman and one and and then decide that they would be the last to get it . here what i do . i take what i know would be my favorite polanski movie and set it aside . i do not watch it . i defer until i think i would be big enough to deserve it . over the year and i would test myself and my ability to surround beauty and delineate it without occupy it . there probably be few pole who have work at this and practice to deserve chopin . work to deserve womanness when i see it . try to get the inners from the edge . recently and i achieve something like assurance that it be time to pull this out . i already know that i be already past the time when this would work optimally and because i have already see and understood 9th gate . if you do not know this and it be about a man who innocently rent a room in which the previous tenant ( about whom the story be name ) jump out the window and to die later after this man ( play by polanski ) visit . what happen be that time fold and he become this woman . we be fool into believe that he be merely mad . but the way we follow him and he be not . he merely have flash that the world be normal and and that the surround people be not part of a coven warp his reality . the story hardly matter . what matter be how polanksi shape this thing and both in the way he inhabit the eye that only make edge and in inhabit the body that only consist of confused flesh . the two never meet . there be a dissonance that may haunt me for the next 30 year . it the idea about and inside and an outside with no edge at all  at all except a redhead wig . i know of no one else that could do this and this sketch that remain a sketch and this horror that remain natural . to understand the genius of this and you have to know one of the great film ever make while rear window . the genius of that film be the post noir notion that the camera shape the world while that the viewer create the story . what roman do be take this movie and turn it inside out . in rear window and the idea be that the on screen viewer ( jimmy stewart ) be the anchor and everything else be fiction and woven a we watch . here and the on screen apartment dweller be the filmmaker . we know this . we know that everything we see be true because he be the narrator . we know it be true that body shift identity and that time shift and that causality be plastic . we know that the narrator will kill u . we know that the narrator will leave u in a perpetual horror and on that edge that he impute but never show u and let u imagine . ted evaluation 4 of 3 represent every cineliterate person should experience this .