I Love Editing. I Think I Like

I've Never Achieved Spectacular Success With A Film. My Reputation Has Grown Slowly. I Suppose You Could Say That I'm A Successful Filmmaker-in That A Number Of People Speak Well Of Me. But None Of My Films Have Received Unanimously Positive Reviews, And None Have Done Blockbuster Business.

If Man Merely Sat Back And Thought About His Impending Termination, And His Terrifying Insignificance And Aloneness In The Cosmos, He Would Surely Go Mad, Or Succumb To A Numbing Sense Of Futility. Why, He Might Ask Himself, Should He Bother To Write A Great Symphony, Or Strive To Make A Living, Or Even To Love Another, When He Is No More Than A Momentary Microbe On A Dust Mote Whirling Through The Unimaginable Immensity Of Space?

The Dead Know Only One Thing, It Is Better To Be Alive

Suppose By Chance You Do Get Picked Up. What Have You Done? You Shot A Horse; That Isn't First Degree Murder; In Fact, It Isn't Even Murder; In Fact, I Don't Know What It Is.

I Haven't Come Across Any Recent New Ideas In Film That Strike Me As Being Particularly Important And That Have To Do With Form. I Think That A Preoccupation With Originality Of Form Is More Or Less A Fruitless Thing. A Truly Original Person With A Truly Original Mind Will Not Be Able To Function In The Old Form And Will Simply Do Something Different. Others Had Much Better Think Of The Form As Being Some Sort Of Classical Tradition And Try To Work Within It.