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(In Woody Allen’s 1972 film Play It Again Sam, the main character Allan Felix approaches a young lady in a museum and has the following brief conversation…)
ALLAN FELIX: That’s quite a lovely Jackson Pollock, isn’t it?
YOUNG LADY: Yes it is.
ALLAN FELIX: What does it say to you?
YOUNG LADY: It restates the negativeness of the universe, the hideous lonely emptiness of existence, nothingness, the predicament of man forced to live in a barren, godless eternity, like a tiny flame flickering in an immense void, with nothing but waste, horror, and degredation, forming a useless bleak straightjacket in a black absurd cosmos.
ALLAN FELIX: What are you doing Saturday night?
YOUNG LADY: Committing suicide.
ALLAN FELIX: What about Friday night?