In my youth, my passion for magic lanterns, treasure chests, and all things similar and delightful became my window onto the world of “fantasy.” It was a word that stayed with me for a long time in my reading books and in composition and rhetoric, where it became a kingdom of the senses, delighting me and filling my soul with ecstasy, joy, and pleasure, inspiring my imagination and vision and filling me with magic and wonder. At that time, I was captivated by the allure of cinema, where the halls and stairwells resembled spacious corridors that I loved to walk through and admire. I was dazzled by the silence and the dim lights with their long shadows, and I was captivated by the same flicker, the same spectrum, the same glow.
