Hong Kong Cinema Is Something You Can't

Our World Is So Glutted With Useless Information, Images, Useless Images, Sounds, All This Sort Of Thing. It's A Cacophony, It's Like A Madness I Think That's Been Happening In The Past Twenty-five Years. And I Think Anything That Can Help A Person Sit In A Room Alone And Not Worry About It Is Good.

If Kubrick Had Lived To See The Opening Of His Final Film, He Obviously Would Have Been Disappointed By The Hostile Reactions. But I'm Sure That In The End He Would Have Taken It With A Grain Of Salt And Moved On. That's The Lot Of All True Visionaries, Who Don't See The Use Of Working In The Same Vein As Everyone Else. Artists Like Kubrick Have Minds Expansive And Dynamic Enough To Picture The World In Motion, To Comprehend Not Just Where Its Been, But Where It's Going.

People Want To Classify And Say, 'ok, This Is A Gangster Film.' 'this Is A Western.' 'this Is A... ' You Know? It's Easy To Classify And It Makes People Feel Comfortable, But It Doesn't Matter, It Doesn't Really Matter.

Always Get To The Set Or The Location Early, So That You Can Be All Alone And Draw Your Inspiration For The Blocking And The Setups In Private And Quiet.

Days That I'll Remember Is A Lovingly Assembled And Beautifully Written Collection Of Conversations, Observations, And Memories Of Music, Friendship, And Days Gone By. It's Good To Be Back Again With John Lennon, His Beloved Yoko Ono, And His Trusted Chronicler And Friend Jonathan Cott.