Bunuel_Luis_My_Last_Breath

Stillan A theist . . .Thank God!HANCE governs all things; necessity, which is far fromhaving the same purity, comes only later. If I have a softspot for any one of my movies, it would be for The Phantom ofLiberty, because it tries to work out just this theme.I've often fantasized my ideal scenario, which would begin at aperfectly banal moment-for example, a beggar crossing a street.He sees a hand emerge from the open door of a luxurious car andtoss a half-smoked Havana into the street. The beggar stops short topick up the cigar, another car strikes him, and he dies instantly.From this one accident comes an infinite series of questions: Whatwas the beggar doing in the street at that hour? Why did the mansmoking the cigar throw it away at that precise moment? The answersto questions like these provoke other questions, just as we so oftenfind ourselves at complicated crossroads which lead to other crossroads,to ever more fantastic labyrinths. Somehow we must choosea path. In other words, by tracing apparent causes (which are reallyno more than accidents), we can travel dizzily back in time, back