In my original *anonymous* Perfectly Imperfect, I wrote about my love for the Terence Davies film The Long Day Closes. Years later, I have no mask and Terence has passed away only a few weeks ago, but I am doubling down on the sentiment because there is no filmmaker whose work I feel closer to than his. Throughout his films, there is a palpable reverence for something greater – God, your teacher, “the pictures”, your mother. I watch Terence Davies’ work with that same sense of awe.“Some of those stars are dead. The light from them started out when Jesus was alive.How do you know?Our teacher said.”-Bud, “The Long Day Closes”