I Pretty Much Believe That A Film

Life Is Too Short For A Half-rack.

Grief And Memory Go Together. After Someone Dies, That's What You're Left With. And The Memories Are So Slippery Yet So Rich.

I Guess I Watch Movies To Make Myself Happier A Lot.

Film Is Endlessly Just Beyond Your Reach. I Think That's What I Love So Much About It.

Ok, So My Parents Were Married In 1955 And My Mom Knew My Dad Was Gay And My Dad Knew He Was Gay And So I Was, Like, 'why In The Heck Did You Get Married?' Like, What Was Going On? What Was That Time? It's Like This Crazy Paradox That My Whole Life Is Based On, Or My Family's Based On. So I Spent A Lot Of Time Trying To Understand '55.