The lyrics contained the occasional hint of histrionic gaucheness – "the cancer of love has eaten out my heart" seems a pretty melodramatic way to say you got dumped – but more often they're strikingly precocious: Uncertain Smile's brilliant drawing of a confused relationship, The Twilight Hour's painfully accurate depiction of self-obsession.
But, of course, the earlier film is basically a tragedy, while "Ishtar," for all its sardonic political reflections and its depiction of self-deluding schmucks (or "smucks"), is a comedy; and which genre is, in May's view, the more realistic one?
It's a hugely entertaining, compelling, funny and clever depiction of self-delusion and mounting, inescapable, self-doubt.
Of course, The Onion is a satirical news source, and its depiction of self-righteous Carol Gaither is nothing but fodder.
The show's depiction of self-flagellation and desperation can be riveting at times, don't get me wrong, but I like that "Mad Men" occasionally implies that people can follow the better angels of their nature and find comfort in doing so.
Stephen P. Lewis, assistant professor of psychology at the University of Guelph in Ontario and the paper's lead author, calls the YouTube depictions of self-harm "an alarming new trend," especially considering how popular Internet use is among the population that engages most in self-injury already: teenagers and young adults.
These twists generally involve depictions of self-harm, suicide and violence, but they also involve some weird immersive psychological stuff, like characters becoming "self-aware" and telling you they can manipulate the game's files to change the other character's personalities, such as "making them more and more depressed".
According to Marcel, Descartes's starting point is not an accurate depiction of the self in actual experience, in which there is no division between consciousness and the world.
Ms. Moore is, as always, poised and canny in her depiction of a self-possessed woman in the process of unraveling.
Kossoff has a charming A Woman Bathing (Study After Rembrandt) in which he makes the female subject of voyeurism into a depiction of innocent self-absorption, while Auerbach is represented with a powerful depiction of the stuff of landscape, Primrose Hill, Winter Sunshine.
Bresson's incomparable film of the same name, Mouchette, depicts that life from a spiritual viewpoint, but Pialat's response is almost visceral in its depiction of the self-flagellating priest who fails to reform a wilful, and ultimately murderous, youngster (Bonnaire).
