Mad Monk 
Jenny Diski
- The New Biographical Dictionary of Film by David Thomson
- Nobody’s Perfect: Writings from the ‘New Yorker’ by Anthony Lane
- Paris Hollywood: Writings on Film by Peter Wollen
I think it is two years since I’ve been to the cinema. This is something of a mystery to me, like love gone wrong: in fact, it is love gone wrong. Was the love misguided in the first place, have I simply aged out of the way of love, or has the beloved altered beyond all recognition? Naturally, lovers whose love is depleted are inclined to think the last: it makes them feel better, less fickle, less hopeless, that the loss is not their own fault. But it’s always best to doubt such self-serving conclusions. Generally, things are one’s fault, unless it can be positively proved otherwise. Anyway, sit me in front of Bringing Up Baby, The Wild Bunch or The Conversation and I’m ravished. It’s not the films I love that I’ve fallen out of love with.
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Jenny Diski’s new novel, Apology for the Woman Writing, will be published in November. She is currently bobbing about on the South Atlantic.
Other articles by this contributor:
It wasn’t him, it was her · Nietzsche’s Bad Sister
A Long Forgotten War · Jenny Diski writes about Promise of a Dream: A Memoir of the 1960s by Sheila Rowbotham
Who wears hats now? · Jenny Diski walks back to the future
The Housekeeper of a World-Shattering Theory · Mrs Freud
Giving Hysteria a Bad Name · At home with the Mellys
Don’t think about it · The Trouble with Sonia Orwell
Hang on to the doily · Catherine M.
Mirror Images · Jenny Diski sees off Piers Morgan
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