Documentary is the falsest sort of cinema. Reality has value only when it is transposed. In other words, an artist exists only if he has managed to create his own little world. It's not in Paris, Vienna, Monte Carlo or Atlanta that Stroheim's, Chaplin's and Griffith's characters evolved. It's in the world of Stroheim, Chaplin, and Griffith.—J.R. courtesy of T.G's The Adventures of R.R.