Peter had felt sick the evening before, and had a bad night of sleep, thinking he had acid reflux. Peter sipped tea at the breakfast table, and told Laszlo that he spent too many hours in the cinema munching on nuts, rushing between films, not dining properly. Laszlo: “He said he should start thinking about changing his way of life because at his age he can’t go on living this way.” Laszlo suggested he should eat fruit and vegetables, and Laszlo mentioned his own love of figs. Laszlo: “ ‘So, you’re a fig man?’ he said, amused, with a strange twinkle in his eyes as he gave me a very long, sort of philosophical look.” “So, you’re a fig man?” appears to have been Peter’s last sentence. After that, Peter closed his eyes, his breathing became heavier and, as Laszlo wondered if his breakfast companion was doing some kind of meditative exercise, Peter’s head turned slowly. Laszlo: “Then he did not move anymore. Nor did he breathe! That was when I realized he’d lost consciousness.
Peter Brunette: In Memory - indieWIRE
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