I try not to be overly analytical.

You see the movie with the music and the editing and all the parts that you weren't there for when it was being filmed, and you really appreciate all the names that are scrolling by. You realize that you accomplished so much.

I love my work, but there is no price you can put on what you miss when you are away from your kids.

Sometimes I think opposable thumbs were invented so teenage girls could use text messaging.

You really can't take a cat and turn it into a dog, or try and get lemons off an apple tree, or what have you.

I don't know what it is, exactly, but there's a negative drag on film sets after the second week or so, a mutinous vibe because the infinite capacities of the directors and everybody else become quite finite and everybody's under the gun and it becomes work.

I think certainly directing is a visual medium, but it's also about communication, and a lot of times great directors are lacking in communication skills, which is rather shocking to discover that.