“What kind of man is he? There’s grace in the line and color, but… it doesn’t emerge pure. It pushes at the edge of something still… tentative… unresolved, as if… somewhere in the man… there is still a key unturned.” “That’s quite an analysis.” “Not really. When you come to think of it, it sort of fits everybody, doesn’t it?”
– Seconds (1966) dir. John Frankenheimer