To be a critic, you have to have maybe three percent education, five percent intelligence, two percent style, and 90 percent gall and egomania in equal parts.

Film criticism became the means whereby a stream of young intellectuals could go straight from the campus film society into the professionals' screening room without managing to get a glimpse of the real world in between.

The one and original lovable monster is lost amid all the hydraulic manipulations in what now emerges as the story of a dumb blonde who falls for a huge plastic finger.

The secret to success is written on the doors of this auditorium. One side says 'Push,' the other side says 'Pull.

Movies suddenly became film and cinema an art form and terribly chic.

Happiness is too many things these days for anyone to wish it on anyone lightly. So let's just wish each other a bileless New Year and leave it at that.

All you'll get from strangers is surface pleasantry or indifference. Only someone who loves you will criticize you.