When I see a film I ache and stretch and shift and I wish I hadn't had coffee, but tonight as I watch a Slovakian film with Polish subtitles I don't feel anything. Then the movie flattens and the screen is a screen, a shrunken square of moving light, and heads appear around me and the tram rumbles just on the other side of the wall. When the girl is levitating I fall out of myself. My disbelief, no longer suspended, folds in, collapses through the floor. I can hardly walk home.