I am torn between the beauty of the natural world, which you see all around us, and the idea that some dumb tornado could blow a telephone pole onto my sweet Camaro.

When I see a face, I see a face in general and I see you are curious, I see the curiosity but I don't not look after a dermatological report of your cheeks, and that's what you see when you're too high-resolution. And now desperately in post-production, in color grading, they are trying to wipe out the precision of the dermatological report.

I'm not into digital marketing, downloading, or streaming - I've always been a man of the theaters.

Facts sometimes have a strange and bizarre power that makes their inherent truth seem unbelievable.

I looked, for example, to certain types of literature to which I would like to refer, like The Peregrine by J. A. Baker, and I mention a book, "read this, read it, read it if you are serious of being in any type of art or into filmmaking," or films that I should quote as examples.

Without dreams we would be cows in a field, and I don't want to live like that. I live my life or I end my life with this project.

Netflix knew I was going to North Korea and Ethiopia and Iceland. They saw the film and liked it and that was that.