It goes to show you how we in the press so often miss the big stories that are right under our noses. There is a famous journalistic legend about the time a young reporter covered the Johnstown flood of 1889. The kid wrote: God sat on a hillside overlooking Johnstown today and looked at the destruction He had wrought. His editor cabled back: Forget flood. Interview God.

[Marlon] Brando was the only guy who could step out of that shadow at the end of that movie and be worth the wait.

It's easier to identify with loss than love, because we have had so much more experience of it.

Most of us do not consciously look at movies.

In the vast majority of movies, everything is done for the audience. We are cued to laugh or cry, be frightened or relieved; Hitchcock called the movies a machine for causing emotions in the audience. Bresson (and Ozu) take a different approach. They regard, and ask us to regard along with them, and to arrive at conclusions about their characters that are our own. This is the cinema of empathy.

Your intellect may be confused, but your emotions will never lie to you.

The movie "Ed Wood," about the worst director of all time, was made to prepare us for "Stargate."