A lavish colored evocation of Hollywood now gone, as shown through an afternoon in the milieu of the 1920's film star.

Nobody in America, in the modern generation, has read their mythology or legends.

I think it's basically quite different from dreams. If only cinema was that easy. Because dreams, all you have to do is fall asleep, and you can have fantastic vision. I know Baudelaire and people like that enhance their dreams with opium or something. But films are very constructed - they're like architecture. They're pieced together, glued together. To me, it's a craft. It's like making a tapestry.

I have a problem with censorship by the lawyer - by legal people by the publishing firm, and I may be changing publishers. They don't seem to want to take too many risks with living people.

Some very famous directors have started in the mail room, which is just getting inside the studio, getting to know people, getting to know the routine.

I prefer to think of film making - you know, um, the sweat is supposed to be invisible. But a lot of sweat can go into making a film. But of course, if you enjoy doing it, you enjoy doing it.

A lavish colored evocation of Hollywood now gone, as shown through an afternoon in the milieu of the 1920's film star.