When I Was About Seven, I Started

I Don't Know What It Is, Exactly, But There's A Negative Drag On Film Sets After The Second Week Or So, A Mutinous Vibe Because The Infinite Capacities Of The Directors And Everybody Else Become Quite Finite And Everybody's Under The Gun And It Becomes Work.

I Want To Sit Down, And I Want To Laugh. Nothing Works Better For Me Than Watching Somebody Slip On A Banana Peel.

It's Always Refreshing To Step Into Another Time.

What Happens Between Action And Cut For Me Is A Blur, I Go Almost Into A Whiteout, And Then I See The Film And I'm Like, "oh That's What I Did? Cool!"

But I Do Love Horses. They Are Such An Expression Of Joy.