I don't have a copy of the red book at the moment, but I'm vaguely remembering that one figure Jung runs into is an old homeless guy who has nothing to say except synopses of motion pictures and how they remind him of saints and religious figures.

Jung remarks that it is hard for him to relate to one at the bottom, who never gets to live much life for themselves, but he imagines some kind of beauty in it.

I think that this is a reality for a lot of people now in the modern world. Much of our psychological yearning is answered in entertainment, stories of others going through the kinds of adversity that define an individual, which we then identify with despite living relatively insular lives ourselves.

I'm just kind of impressed that someone's psyche could produce that kind of insight into the logical consequence of the invention of a form of entertainment long before it fully manifests in reality, in such a way that the full implication of the insight isn't even knowable to the person who sees it.

Jung could not have known how far both capitalism and netflix would take the average western individual down the path of psychological satiation through entertainment, but he did dream it.