Well, I've certainly had some good answers. My absolute favourite choice was Tex Avery - the thought of anybody living in a Tex Avery cartoon is really far out. Another choice, that of Bertolucci, at least has set me off on a quest for STEALING BEAUTY. I could have predicted that Cerpts would go for Antonioni and on overcast days as I walk the seafront looking at the rolling clouds over the estuary I sometimes share that choice. However, most days, I feel I'm in a middle period Bergman film - somewhere between THROUGH A GLASS DARKLY and WILD STRAWBERRIES.....although somedays its HOUR OF THE WOLF.
HOUR OF THE WOLF (1968)