As a son of a man who pretended to be one thing for 33 years of my life and then was another thing, the questions of 'what is real' and 'what is not real' are very blurrily vivid to me.

Over and over again, I'm trying to express or communicate these big and small struggles to the world, and really to myself.

The oldest sibling always knows things that the younger ones don't.

Grief and memory go together. After someone dies, that's what you're left with. And the memories are so slippery yet so rich.

I'm not a craftsman of graphics or art or film. I'm more of an idea generator and manufacturer.

People ask 'How does doing a film compare to doing an ad?' Well, when you're doing a commercial you don't have to sell tickets. You have a captured audience. Which is actually completely rare and great; it gives you a lot of freedom. When you make a film, you have to do advertisements for the film.

There's great sadness and life doesn't work out like you would want, on a lot of levels, but there's no need to feel all alone. This happens to everybody, so there's no self-pity. This is the ride that humans are on, and all of it is essential for our natural part of it.