Grandeur proper and objectified on a fluttering screen mediated through a muttering voice. No better definition either of 2D or of phantasmagoria, or even, of primitive/intuitive cinema.
There is no way to avoid the mess. The mess you made of your life, of your body, of your sanity, by giving everything you have to pleasing people you will never know. Do you like this life? This life that you dreamed about?