What I tried to do is deliver movies that have worked for me more than once.

Perhaps a wiser eye than hers would be able to read tomorrow in tonight's stars, but where was the fun in that? It was better not to know. Better to be alive in the Here and the Now--in this bright, laughing moment--and let the Hours to come take care of themselves.

Horror fiction shows us that the control we believe we have is purely illusory, and that every moment we teeter on chaos and oblivion.

I have the normal complement of anxieties, neuroses, psychoses and whatever else - but I'm absolutely nothing special.

To call you excrement would be an insult to the product of my bowels.

Here is a list of terrible things, The jaws of sharks, a vultures wings The rabid bite of the dogs of war, The voice of one who went before, But most of all the mirror's gaze, Which counts us out our numbered days.

I'm a great dog fanatic. My own dog died a little while ago and I take it very personally when things die-it's a major offence.