Rituals are seductive, no matter how frightening they may be, and so is the best art. I've never resolved the contradiction between my attraction to the strange world of bullfighting and the fact that I was sickened by it. Bullfighting in fact became a metaphor for the world, a place where the primitive lays waste to our best efforts to be "civilized" and something or someone must always suffer but for no particular reason. And yet we cannot stop watching.