I don't have a problem with Werner Herzog.

I don't want to live anywhere where I'm breathing two million cars' fumes and paying a zillion dollars for the right to be totally hassled.

I was born in the Bronx, and then my father moved us to the country at an early age.

As barbaric is we are, it's a miracle we haven't blown ourselves off the face of the earth so far.

I don't care if I get $50 million to do a film.

I don't know what DVD commentaries are about. I'd like to strangle the person who came up with that concept.

No one can stop me from talking about my movie.