我们渴望某种形式的美丽，即使是一部难以理解的，超明智的，抽象的电影，没有字幕，并且被审查是出于认可的审查。几年来第一次在一个公共场所中，没有恐惧或愤怒，这是一种惊奇的感觉，与一群陌生人在一起，这不是一个示威，抗议集会，面包线或公开处决...在短暂的一段时间里，我们共同经历了这种可怕的美感，只能通过极端的愤怒来抓住这种可怕的美感，并通过艺术表达出来。
(We were thirsty for some form of beauty, even in an incomprehensible, overintellectual, abstract film with no subtitles and censored out of recognition. There was a sense of wonder at being in a public place for the first time in years without fear or anger, being in a place with a crowd of strangers that was not a demonstration, a protest rally, a breadline or a public execution...For a brief time we experienced collectively the kind of awful beauty that can only be grasped at through extreme anguish and expressed through art.)