As You Get Older, You Recognize The

I Remember In That Red Leisure Suit I Sort Of Felt Like A Pizza Hut Employee, And The White One Was The Ultimate, With The White Turtleneck Collar, That Was The Ultimate In Bad Taste.

The Problem Is That Everybody Treats Teenagers Like They're Stupid.

Here I Was Going To Work With Pacino Thinking, "i'm Not Going To Get Lucky Twice. There's No Way. This Guy Is Going To Hand Me My Ass." He Looks Like The Kind Of Guy Who's Going To Hand You Your Ass. It's Al Pacino.

I Always Figured That Once I Wrapped A Film, Then Anything Beyond That Is None Of My Business. If I Can Avoid Seeing The Final Product, Then All I Have In My Head Is Feeling Good About The Experience.

There's No Truth Anymore.