Yes, I know,’ she said in answer to the unasked, for there was no time for explanations. ‘Yes. My face is spoilt. ’ Grandible’s jowl wobbled and creased. Then, for the first time that Neverfell could remember, he changed to a Face she had never seen before, a frown more ferocious and alarming than either of the others. ‘Who the shambles told you that?’ he barked. ‘Spoilt? I’ll spoil them. ’ He took hold of her chin and examined her. ‘A bit sadder, maybe. A bit wiser. But nothing rotten. You’re just growing yourself a rind at last. Still a good cheese.
Tanya Wexler
I like esoteric stuff but it's not my voice - it's not what I have to make. It helps to make something that's accessible. It's an expensive medium and people put up a lot of money and you can't take that lightly. It's a privilege and it's easy to be flip about it. There's a lot of bullshit, but most people in the film business aren't getting rich. They're working hard.
