I was all set to watch this well-received documentary about the celebrated (if progressively less influential) father of Deconstructive Literary Theory. But my copy of the DVD was so scratched up, none of my machines would play it. Someone had apparently attempted to deconstruct the disc!! (Purposefully? Accidentally? Carelessly? All three at once without knowing it?) This, of course, hardly keeps me from forming my own conclusions without the bother of having to sit thru the film itself. After all, text no longer matters. TEXT? SCHMEXT! I suggest you decode these words randomly . . . or backwards . . . or in patterns of syllabic complexity.
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