In college I had one teacher who absolutely believed that Roman Polanski was the greatest director of all time. He believed this so strongly that he made us watch Polanski’s student films. One of them was about two guys who carry a dresser around Poland. The dresser had a mirror on it. The teacher talked about that mirror for months.

I’ve always been oddly grateful to that guy, because, even though he was completely wrong (Paul Verhoeven is the greatest director of all time) but he did make me pay attention to Roman Polanski movies, and they are a kind of good that no other movie is.