Oh dear. M was right. Philosophy is collapsing into the art of commentary. I've just had a look in the University bookshop for Cinema 2. There was almost a whole shelf devoted to Gilles Deleuze - goodie! I thought. Once I got closer, the terrible truth was revealed.
Of the thirteen titles relating to Deleuze, only five were written by the great man himself.
The rest was a filthy concatenation of dictionaries, commentaries, introductions and primers. It wasn't all tosh, however. There was a fine looking volume entitled Deleuze in Space (with a foreword by Yuri Gagarin).
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