Some Jungian or Freudian would tell me I'm just trying to go back to the womb... at gunpoint, if necessary.

I guess to the outside observer, all my movies look like musty old black-and-white artifacts, but my earlier movies had been more static and tableaux-ish.

Those are my goals, you know. To be smart, tasteless, and feeling. Something to shoot for.

I think I've indulged in a pathological, chronic nostalgia over the years, which I've traced back to my childhood. I was the last of four children, born well after the other three, so I was left on my own in a big, quiet house where most of the people had left, and even the echoes of a happy family had all died out.

You get to have some mischief before you're basically a blackened banana, impotent, and nothing to be afraid of.

I've never made movies to reach millions of people.

I'm starting to frighten myself, because I'm backsliding into my devil-may-care attitude. I'm sure it's going to catch up with me.