[Reading] Fassbinder Thousandsof Mirrors by Ian Penman

These are passages I highlighted in the book Fassbinder Thousandsof Mirrors by Ian Penman because I like them.

I don't recall ever feeling particularly English or British or Anglo Saxon or Celtic or whatever; this may have been partly the punkish, puckish spirit of the times, and partly a result of my own wildly dispersed, non-settled, non-linear childhood, which had nothing like a home town or immediate circle or anything like a secure sense of nationality.
he has homes, plural; which means there is no longer A Home.
Such early instability furnishes us with unreliable maps, which we later attempt to use as reliable guides to adult life, as we grow and develop, fail and succeed.
What effect might it have, using the cinema as a second home? Isn't this the relationship a lot of us had with films and music and TV? Especially if our actual homes were not places of especial verve or safety or routine. Cinema as the child's alternative nest.

But why did I like these, eh?

Something to ponder.

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