I Question The Value Of Stars. I

I Joined The Communist Party Late In The Summer Of 1934. I Got Out A Year And A Half Later.

I Was The Hero Of The Young Insurgent Working Class Art Movement.

I Think There Should Be Collaboration, But Under My Thumb.

I Have No Spy Stories To Tell, Because I Saw No Spies. Nor Did I Understand, At That Time, Any Opposition Between American And Russian National Interest.

Stylized Acting And Direction Is To Realistic Acting And Direction As Poetry Is To Prose.