Robert Redford ... Has Turned Almost Alarmingly

Picasso Has A Volatile, Explosive Presence. He Seems To Take Art Back To An Earlier Function, Before The Centuries Of Museums And Masterpieces; He Is The Artist As Clown, As Conjurer, As Master Funmaker.

If You Use Hollywood As The Test Tissue For Mankind, What Could The Prognosis Be?

Art Doesn't Come In Measured Quantities: It's Got To Be Too Much Or It's Not Enough.

Mcluhanism And The Media Have Broken The Back Of The Book Business; They've Freed People From The Shame Of Not Reading. They've Rationalized Becoming Stupid And Watching Television.

In San Francisco, Vulgarity, "bad Taste," Ostentation Are Regarded As A Kind Of Alien Blight, An Invasion Or Encroachment From Outside. In Los Angeles, There Is So Much Money And Power Connected With Ostentation That Is No Longer Ludicrous: It Commands A Kind Of Respect. For If The Mighty Behave Like This, Then Quiet Good Taste Means That You Can't Afford The Conspicuous Expenditures, And You Become A Little Ashamed Of Your Modesty And Propriety.