i did not even think about death. but [indistinct] going through that, i should be. anybody with a camera was shot. immediately. that time, i did not think about it. i found out [indistinct] anthony: you were alive and holding a camera at a very important time in history. it is very easy to make beautiful pictures. but pictures which mean something more than what is in it. that is a totally different story. i took a walk through this beautiful world the league felt the cool rain on my shoulder found something pure in this beautiful world i felt the rain on my shoulders anthony: you know these images. you grew up with them. they are burned into your brain. they are iconic sequences. framed and seen through the lens in ways that change the filmmaking forever. all made by the same man. so who made these beautiful things? where did he come from? it did not begin in hollywood. it began here in the streets of budapest. what about his life, his past, his upbr
here comes the butter. beautiful. so good. salt. and the sugar. anthony: it makes flavors pop. seasoned and right into the t tube. stand by for dick jokes. what do we have here? looks good. some nice pickles. over there from the bitey sharings, at some mythical creature perhaps, a patellar source. slow braised until the meat is falling off the bone. and let there be blood, delicious, delicious blood, served, still seeming steaming, with goodness to escort across your plate as you is against it. so delicious. how often do you do this?