“If cinema stops parasitizing on literature, how can it learn to walk upright? At the moment we can build hypotheses only by vague hints . For example, the other day they showed Dr. Caligari, and suddenly a shadow appeared in the corner of the screen, similar to a tadpole. She swelled to a gigantic size, trembled, sighed and disappeared, drowned in nothingness .. It seemed for a moment that she represented some monstrous, sick fantasy in the brain of a madman. It seemed for a moment that the outline could express the thought more effectively than the words. It seemed that this monstrous, trembling tadpole was itself a fright, not a statement I was frightened of."