Twenty minutes to collect 100,000 deutsche marks. Pulsating techno. Whip pans and fast edits. A fiery heroine with dyed-red hair frantically running to save her boyfriend's life. "The initial idea was an image," says 34-year-old director Tom Tykwer. "The image of a woman running."
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In 1988, "Sex, Lies, and Videotape" asked all the right questions about secrecy, technology, and female orgasm. The elite clan at Cannes awarded the maverick production the Palm d'Or, and mainstream theaters opened their doors to Andie McDowell asking the camera -- and the mainstream audiences behind
Gilles Deleuze was a French philosopher whose work resists facile classifications such as Postmodern or Poststructural. Indeed, the concept at the core of his methodology -- if we can still use that word -- is difference. According to the odd logic of difference, a thing -- a text, a chair, a concep