" He hated the pictures, of course, seldom went there even when he could afford it. Why encourage the art that is destined to replace literature? But still, there is a kind of soggy attraction about it. To sit on the padded seat in the warm smoke-scented darkness, letting the flickering drivel on the screen gradually overwhelm you - feeling the waves of its stillness lap you round till you seem to drown, intoxicated, in a viscous sea - after all, it's the kind of drug we need. The right drug for friendless people. "

― George Orwell , Keep the Aspidistra Flying