Every movie I watch now is a movie about an entire cast of people who seem to not have can­cer, or at least this is, to me, its plot. Any crowd not in the cli­nic is a crowd that feels cura­ted by alie­na­tion, all the people eve­ryw­here loo­king robust and eye­la­shed and as if they have appe­tites for din­ner and solid plans for reti­re­ment. I am mar­ked by can­cer, and I can’t quite remem­ber what the mar­kers are that mark us as who we are when we are not being mar­ked by some­thing else.