It is an actor's passion to observe the world. It is his art to become what he observes. And finally, it is his job to let the world observe him.

Every artist undresses his subject, whether human or still life. It is his business to find essences in surfaces, and what more attractive and challenging surface than the skin around a soul?

Years from now, when cinephiles are asked to name the movies' golden age, they'll say it was when Cate Blanchett was in them.

Nothing ages so quickly as yesterday's vision of the future.

Hollywood was born schizophrenic. For 75 years it has been both a town and a state of mind, an industry and an art form.

It rekindles the great Hollywood romances.

[Michael Hastings] has composed a dirge to incompatibility, which, because it raises expectations only to defeat them, leaves a taste of exhumed ashes.