I heard that Commentary and Dissent had merged and formed Dysenery.

People think I'm an artist because my films lose money.

I'm going to my psychoanalyst one more year, then I'm going to Lourdes.

Spencer was searching for a woman interested in gold, inorganic chemistry, outdoor sex and the music of Bach. In short, he was looking for himself, only female.

All my life is passing in front of my eyes. The worst part of it is I'm driving a used car.

[Stanley] Kubrick was a great artist and a perfectionist. He always wanted the exact right thing. He did a million takes. Everything had to be perfect. I'm an imperfectionist. I don't really care that much about the work. I write quickly. I'm careless. I shoot carelessly.

What if nothing exists and we're all in somebody's dream? Or what's worse, what if only that fat guy in the third row exists?