Peace is when we look upon the world together.
Usually when you see females in movies, they feel like they have these metallic structures around them, they are caged by male energy.
To embody a slice of life on stage/film/script/book is awe-inspiring; like peeking into a window to the soul or prima materia
Women think in [Douglas] Sirk’s films. Something which has never struck me with other directors. None of them. Usually women are always reacting, doing what women are supposed to do, but in Sirk they think. It’s something that has to be seen. It’s great to see women think. It gives one hope. Honestly.
Remember the great film with Bette Davis, All About Eve? There’s a scene after the scheming Eve steals Margo’s role through trickery & then gets this magnificent review. Margo of course is effing & blinding all over the place. And crying. Her director rushes into her house, puts his arms around her & says, “I ran all the way”. That’s what I want.
Beauty is light set free.
Last, but not least — in fact, this is most important — you need a happy ending. However, if you can create tragic situations and jerk a few tears before the happy ending, it will work much better.
Kind words change the world.
Outside the cinema I had not yet learned to live, but within it I had most certainly learned to die. I could die for you in every way known to man, and in a few ways known only to scriptwriters. I could see now that provided that I remained fit, the future held many more deaths yet. I could only hope that they would serve some purpose, and that perhaps a reputation may come in the same way as a coral formation, which is made up of a deposit of countless tiny corpses.
So fast you couldn’t realise it, from one face to another – that’s called an actor. Then what happens??
Victim a killer, victim a killer wow. One time be a part of a victim, other being a part of a killer – awesome just awesome.