“Looking at a Cassavetes movie should persuade any viewer that there are no bad actors but only bad directors, and that acting has more to do with the strategic setting of gestures in space than it has to do with a trip to the flea market of emotions. The miracle of Cassavetes’s craft lies in that he makes the emotion surge, while obstinately refusing to illustrate it. No wonder his actors look always as if they were documented.”
This was how she lived. She put herself in different boxes, each one containing a different side of her. She thought this was for the best…so that I can be strong enough to be afraid, she said, and closed the drawers that hid her demons.