I have friends who will critique me much harder than any review.
I get terrible reviews everywhere I go.
As I review my life, I feel I must have missed the point, either then or now.
I'm not interested in the reviews by critics over the age of 15.
If the reviews hurt they're probably right on some level.
The worst thing you can do is make a cult movie. That means you got three great reviews and nobody went. An art film means it got a lot of good reviews and nobody went. There is no such thing as a counter culture now. What used to be considered that is commercial now.
You know, I can't remember my good reviews. I remember negative ones. They stay in my mind.
All our words and acts are passing in review before God.
I love doing readings. I could really give a crap about reviews. It's kind of about the readers.
I look back on some of my early reviews of others, and realize to my chagrin that I've been as guilty as anybody else on that front.
Bad reviews I've gotten never diminished the number of people in my audience; good reviews have never added to the number of people in my audience; be your own critic.
And it's always possible that you will not get a nice review. So - and that's enraging of course, to get a bad review, you can't talk back, and it's sort of shaming in a way.
For me an unfavorable initial reaction happens fairly often. For some reason the more time that elapses after the film opens, the more favorable the reviews become.
I am often tempted to think of success in terms that are defined by others: records sold, popularity gained, album reviews, etc. These are impossible demands, however, and they can never be satisfied. Letting finite others define our worth is a horrible way to live. Only the Infinite Other [God] has the authority to do this.
Basically [I become a Republican], pretty early. I had an English teacher that got me to subscribe to the National Review.
I try not to read reviews, but if it's a really important review or somebody sends it to me, I'll read it. It's really interesting when you read a review of yourself, you see this weird reflected image - it's like looking a funhouse mirror. Like, "It's sort of me, but is my neck really that elongated?" Sometimes it's vaguely embarrassing what people think of you. When I was in Italy doing this press-interview day, this guy asked me, "Are you a tortured soul?" It's embarrassing to have somebody think you're a tortured soul, or that you think of yourself as a tortured soul.
If we wear our worst reviews like a backpack, they travel with us.
So far I haven't really been prominent enough to get critical attention focused on me. So, of course, I fully expect bad reviews, but I will be wracked with misery as a result.
Most of the papers which are submitted to the Physical Review are rejected, not because it is impossible to understand them, but because it is possible. Those which are impossible to understand are usually published.
I haven't read a review of one of my films for the best part of 10 years.