A movie is a movie, alike, an artist is an artist whichever language he uses to express himself. Of course, that is referred to the true process of poetic creation, inspired and necessary, able to avoid the multimedia traps and to get over the insidious seductions of linguistic contaminations. Meeting Mimmo Paladino for the production of his Quixote represents a further and lucky step in my long way together with artists who, although coming from eccentric orbits for the ordinary cinematographic universe, can reach such a high level of expressive wisdom to succeed in originally re-inventing and re-defining the intrinsic pureness of the film form. In these cases, the cinema own essence, freed from the influence of the techniques, the modes of production and the economic anguish, glows beyond the screenplay, the direction and the production. Trying to give a visible aspect to artists’ creative spirit is a dutiful reaction, perhaps the only one still possible, to the deadly project of desertification of the individual critical consciousness and aesthetic awareness, which is always more being carried out in the hostile times we are living.