Fuck Agamemnon. Team Clytemnestra!
The cool kids won't remember the quiet defiance in your voice when you told them you actually liked Dave Matthews. They probably won't remember that moment in time at all. But you always will, and maybe come to see it as one of the rare times you had pride in whoever you really were deep down as a teenager.
"Where is Chantal?"
Tying her shoes, getting up, closing the curtains, and leaving the frame as composed as she began it. Sounds continue, but their sources are offscreen.
I don't know what drove Chantal Akerman to share so much of herself with us, but I wish I could thank her for it.