“We need to begin with a correspondence, even if it’s possible that we won’t correspond to one another. This next Friday, Ebrahim is welcome to write me a letter, and I will respond to him the following week on Friday. So, see you Friday, Robinson!” And so it is that Jean-Luc Godard portrays himself in his everyday thinking as someone who is rightly desperate and transmits pictures and thoughts from Switzerland to the other side of the Channel. Ebrahim Golestan is hard at work at his mansion in Sussex, attempting to decipher the UFO signals and expertly working to give them the illusion of being rational. And so on, right up to the day when a cloak is thrown over the two Gods who are fleeing. In the midst of all this turmoil, does it really make a difference that poets exist?