In Hollywood A Starlet Is The Name

I Know That A Man Who Shows Me His Wealth Is Like The Beggar Who Shows Me His Poverty; They Are Both Looking For Alms From Me, The Rich Man For The Alms Of My Envy, The Poor Man For The Alms Of My Guilt.

The Factors That Laid Low So Whooping And Puissant An Empire As The Old Hollywood Are Many. I Can Think Of A Score, Including The Barbarian Hordes Of Television. But There Is One That Stands Out For Me In The Post-mortem.... The Factor Had To Do With The Basis Of Movie-making: 'who Shall Be In Charge Of Telling The Story.'

I Discovered Early In My Movie Work That A Movies Never Any Better Than The Stupidest Man Connected With It. There Are Times When This Distinction May Be Given To The Writer Or Director. Most Often It Belongs To The Producer.

I Have Known A Number Of Don Juans Who Were Good Studs And Who Cavorted Between The Sheets Without A Psychiatrist To Guide Them. But Most Of The Busy Love-makers I Knew Were Looking For Masculinity Rather Than Practicing It. They Were Fellows Of Dubious Lust.

I Have Known A Handful Of Producers Who Actually Were Equal Or Superior To The Writers With Whom They Worked. These Producers Were A New Kind Of Nonwriting Writer Hatched By The Movies - As Australia Produced Wingless Birds. They Wrote Without Pencils Or Even Words. Using A Sort Of Mime-like Talent, They Could Make Up Things Like Writers.