I reckon I closed down at least two films companies, one of which was in Ealing in the mid 1950s.
Something like The Haunting is not worth the slightest consideration from me.
All stories should have some honesty and truth in them, otherwise you're just playing about.
What can there be concerning outer space but ignorance?
People who believe in flying saucers are the scrapings from the bottom.
I don't judge other people's work and I don't see enough of it either.