i just watched another godard film, oh woe is me. i wrote some notes to ascribe to pictures but they wouldn't make sense in another context. the one in the other, that makes sense. something about god needing a body, to speak or make love, but then god's a body. the one in the other. it sticks in your mind and it doesn't leave. we may do virtually the same thing every day, alternatively we may be dreaming, even watching a film, we may be watching our own dream of the film, wondering who made this thing. the one in the other, i'm getting it, i think.