My heart jumps out of its cage to see what the fuss is about. Damn thing. Always so hopeful, but my voice hides it well.
It's only a movie, and, after all, we're all grossly overpaid.
Always make the audience suffer as much as possible.
I don't understand why we have to experiment with film. I think everything should be done on paper. A musician has to do it, a composer. He puts a lot of dots down and beautiful music comes out. And I think that students should be taught to visualize. That's the one thing missing in all this. The one thing that the student has got to do is to learn that there is a rectangle up there - a white rectangle in a theater - and it has to be filled.
A woman who spends all day washing and cooking and ironing doesn't want to go to the movies to watch a film about a woman who spends all day washing and cooking and ironing.
One must never set up a murder. They must happen unexpectedly, as in life.
It has been rumored that "Psycho" is so terrifying that it will scare some people speechless. Some of my men hopefully sent their wives to a screening. The women emerged badly shaken but still vigorously vocal.
Remakes are always a challenge and they always are sitting ducks.
Other people must be destroyed. In order that I might truly face the sun, the world itself must be destroyed.
My life was lucky so that I met, I loved (and disappointed) only outstanding people.
That's how all theater should be done - you only have one chance to see it and then it's gone. One night only.