Babes, I am so bored here that I don't think, since I've come, I've ever been more than three minutes away from some really astonishing act of violence.
Just living in Los Angeles guarantees the loss of a few I. Q. points each year.
The result is a twitching convulsion of vicious drivel passing itself off as a movie, which can be best appreciated by the kind of people who dig Showgirls, the Saw franchise and Spike Jonze-Charlie Kaufman flicks.
Packs a Huge Emotional Punch! Graceful Writing, Great Acting, Exquisite Direction, Suspense, Profound Subject Matter and It Rocks!
In the numbing hands of pretentious filmmakers Joel and Ethan Coen, history does not repeat itself in any way whatsoever.
In Hollywood, if you don't have happiness you send out for it.
F For Fake is a talentless concoction of unparalleled ineptitude. . . It would have been a more generous gesture to show a retrospective of old Welles films rather than remind everyone of how low his ability as a filmmaker has plummeted.
Hateful people put fear in other people.
An appearance of delicacy, and even fragility, is almost essential to beauty.
Speech is one symptom of affection; and silence one; the perfect communication is heard of none.
I have no affectation when I speak