Tetsu is my boyfriend
I'm a Varda stan, and this still hit me harder than I thought it would.
It's overwhelming in its subtlety and deftness. It starts as an exploration of cinema's nature through her own work. Then becomes a meditation on herself, her mortality, and her legacy.
A series of lectures shouldn't be so moving, but it's the enormous effect she has on the people around her that elevates it. The generosity and kindness she has for her own art, and everything…