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The new film by Olivier Assayas, “Summer Hours,” is a swansong to possessions and an étude on nostalgia. It is a film that beautiful embodies its yearning in the viewer, but one that ultimately leaves him unsatisfied with le matérialisme en tant que matérialisme.

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  • Not to brag, but one time I lost very respectably to a chess grandmaster and didn't make fun of how nerdy he was for many seconds. 1 week ago

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